Cui Zhi also wanted to know who this scholar was.

His concern for his mother-in-law in the coffin is far better than Cui Hui. He knows Cui Hui, but the relationship between them is tense. There are not many male candidates who meet these two conditions. Cui Zhi’s previous absurd speculation is obviously wrong. But this is obviously not the time to explore this.

The pain is too severe, and the loss of control of the literary spirit shows signs of impact on the heart.

If you don’t control it and calm your mind, it will be the least serious injury. If you have to put another coffin in the mourning hall.

Cui Zhi was careful, and Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Cui Hui's struggle movement that wanted to come forward to support him but restrained. He closed his eyes and chose to take advantage of others' danger. When the scholar was in a trance, he used the spirit of the word to subdue him, block the Dan Mansion, and cut off the bridge of communication between the other party's Dan Mansion and the meridians. As long as the literary mansion cannot be mobilized, the other party's emotions will not be able to kill him for a while.

This is not insurance enough.

Cui Zhi was preparing to apply a calming spirit to the scholar and forcefully gave him a sedative agent. However, before he could move, the other party strangled his wrist's lifeline. When Cui Zhi thought he was about to turn against him and make a big fuss in the mourning hall, the scholar endured the severe pain of the heart veins on his forehead, and vomited another mouthful of blood, and said silence: "No need."

The scholar wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and supported the altar with the other hand, tightening his back with difficulty and slowly. He looked much calmer, and his breath was completely different from when he was going up the mountain. It seemed that most of his anger was taken away. Cui Zhi stared at his side face in a daze, and made a new discovery from this angle - this person's side face was similar to his brother-in-law before he became fat.

If you look closely, your facial features are somewhat similar to those of Ke Wu.

At the foot of the mountain, the other party introduced his surname Cui?

If I remember correctly, Cui Zhi and Cui Hui heard his wife briefly mention before getting married that her father was a son-in-law and the children born by her mother-in-law all took their mother's surname. Looking back, I think of the strange reaction of the scholar when he went up the mountain, it is hard to say that it is not a mysterious response between bloodlines.

so--

Is this the brother-in-law who is in line?

The scholar did not hold on for long. When he saw the coffin that was close to him, tears rolled out. He brushed away the hand that Cui Zhi was trying to support him, stood on the altar with both hands, and his straight back bent little by little, as if he had been pulled away from his spine one by one. Cui Zhi was shocked to see blood beads overflowing from the scribe's closed lips and teeth, smashing on the altar, blending with tears.

"Sister--"

Heavy steps came from outside the mourning hall.

The thick and heavy male voice broke the suffocating atmosphere of the mourning hall, allowing the air to circulate again: "The new medicine is ready, and the prescription this time is better than the last time. Yesterday, the two patients with high fever have escaped from danger, and the group of people at the foot of the mountain have been sent..."

A shadow like a flesh-like wall covered half of the door.

With the appearance of the middle-aged man, the mourning hall, which had little lighting, seemed even more gloomy and darker, and even the air seemed cold. The middle-aged man was stunned by this scene. He did not expect that there was a third person in the mourning hall. Because of his standing, Cui Hui blocked the middle-aged man's vision, which caused him not to see the third person clearly. He simply thought that the other party was also a guest who came to mourn his mother when he heard the news. He stopped talking just now, Cui Hui said: "You go and get mourning clothes."

The middle-aged man was confused.

The three people who need to mourn on the mountain have already put on the slaughter. Cui Zhi, who is nominally the former son-in-law, does not need it himself. Even if he has not yet divorced, he only needs to wear slags. But his brother-in-law disagrees: [It is said that the son-in-law has half a son, and the son is filial to mourn for his mother. Since he is a family, don’t worry about these things.]

Who should I wear another one?

You can't give to the guests who come to pay their respects?

"Take the numbness?"

"Take all the decline."

The middle-aged man's scalp was numb when he heard it.

He had a guess about the identity of a middle-aged man, and stepped forward two steps past Cui Hui, and then he saw clearly the person who had not seen him for more than 20 years. Although he hadn't seen him for so long, he still recognized him at first sight. But he opened his mouth, but the name was stuck in his throat, circling his tongue, and he could not spit it out. The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva, thinking that it was his mother's mourning hall under his feet.

In the end, I still bit the bullet and said, "Father."

Cui Zhi: "..."

He suddenly cast an incredible look at his brother-in-law.

Brother-in-law's father?

Mother-in-law’s husband?

Isn't that my own...

Old father-in-law?

Cui Zhi felt that his mind almost stopped.

He remembered correctly that his father-in-law was no longer alive. It is said that he was walking with the senior brother Ke Wu.

How could he get entangled with the Eternal Cultists?

Cui Zhi was full of doubts.

But I also know that now is not the time to get to the bottom of it.

"I'll get it, you three will reminisce about the past." Judging from the attitude of Kewu and his brother-in-law towards their father-in-law, their father-daughter/father-son relationship was not very friendly. When they thought of Luofa's mother-in-law who had been serving Buddha for many years, there were probably more twists and turns than he imagined. Cui Zhi looked at the three of them, and took the task of getting mourning clothes. He waded on the spot for a while, and couldn't help but put a spell on the three of them: "After all, it was in front of the mother's spirit, and the first seven had not passed. Even if you have many conflicts, you should let it go first."

Never argue at this time.

The brother-in-law shrank his shoulders, and Ke Wu gave him a warning look that he would not meddle in other people's business. After a while, the old father-in-law coughed and straightened his waist, his breath was weak, and he glanced at him sideways: "Who are you?"

The bad breath hits my face.

Just after experiencing an extreme feeling of grief, Cui Xiao was weak and had no strength. His brain was also drowsy, and everything seemed to be seen from the fog. He once lost his ability to think and could not remember who he was. Why was the people in front of him doing something so much? He only knew that his chest was in unbearable, and there were many figures in front of him. The dizziness and vomiting that was uncontrollable touched the nerves.

Cui Zhi said: "Son-in-law Cui Zhi."

Cui Xiao said lightly.

He gasped in his mouth, as if he couldn't hold on, so he slid along the altar with one leg slid down the altar, his eyes were blank, and he just cried. Cui Zhi sighed and turned to the back hall to get mourning clothes.

The temple accepts women of different ages, including babies who are still in their infancy, and there are also elderly people with silver frost on their heads without anyone to support them. In order to make the elderly walk decently, the idle courtyard of the temple has two or three spare coffins and complete mourning clothes.

When he came back, the father and daughter were talking.

"Today is the first seventh day of my mother, you're too late." Cui Hui said that she didn't show up in her mood. It would be fine if Cui Xiao hadn't shown yet. When everything was calm, she would bring him the news of her mother's turn, and maybe she would say a few more words of comfort, but Cui Xiao appeared on the first seventh day and gathered people around the mountains to ask for medicinal herbs. What does this mean? It means that he has been in the southwest during this period. Maybe when his mother was in trouble, he was not far from Qingshui Temple.

This speculation completely disturbed her.

I can't help but feel resentment in my mind.

Even if reason tells her that this emotion is untenable.

"Why didn't you come early?" The old father-in-law did not react at all. Cui Hui's body and spirit had reached the critical point. He was extremely tired and asked him repeatedly why he didn't come early. She thought that the dried tear glands burst out from tears again, and she blurted out her resentment and even called out the other party's name in a daze, "Cui Shanxiao, why didn't you come early! If you came early, my mother would definitely not die of regret! Even if she couldn't save her, she would at least let her see you!"

Every Buddhist scripture copied and every Buddhist name recited.

In addition to atonement, it is not just for him Cui Xiao! During Cui Hui's growth, she gathered half of her parents' experiences from her grandparents, uncles, aunts and grandparents in the village, including their childhood, youth, youth and even middle-aged. The bandit Ah Weng, who licked blood from the knife for most of her life, had a kind heart to give her only daughter, and even her husband had to raise her from childhood. She was more at ease to raise her son-in-law as a small family.

Uncle and aunt laughed when they remembered.

【Your father was crying and clingy when he was a child.】

[That is, if you can't see people for a while, you will start to cry, and follow your wife's butt like a tail all day long.]

【All day, sister and sister scream.】

[Didn’t you call a fairy at the beginning?]

[I have never seen a fairy girl who can hold an axe and chop people's heads as a cut. Just Xiao Cui grew up with her. She thought she was watching the fairy when she saw everything. Alas, but it is really worry-free for the child to raise a son-in-law. Go back and talk to Xiao Cui and find one for us Ah Hui.]

[Didn’t Xiao Cui raise so many apprentices?]

As a private school teacher, Xiao Cui is also full of peaches and plums in the county.

Cui Xiao never said a word, covering his face with his hands, wishing he could group the whole person into a ball. Cui Zhi outside the door also felt numb. If he heard correctly, Ke Wu had just called his father-in-law "Cui Shanxiao"? Coincidentally, he was very familiar with this name.

In the past few years, the southwest countries have been making small moves openly and secretly, digging holes and making people jump, including but not limited to paying money to bribe officials from counties and counties adjacent to the southwest, allowing corruption and negligence to start from the grassroots level, and bribing and winning over local gentry and governments to fight against them.

It worked a little bit at first.

But the news will soon reach the Censorate.

The efficiency was so high that it once made people suspect that it was the censor's self-respect. Cui Zhi, as the head of the Southwest branch, also participated as the head of the Cui family.

People's livelihood in Kangguo is developing too fast, and any business needs to be inserted. Taking the example of raising pearls, this piece has moved Cui's cake. Kangguo is still working hard to build land routes and open river routes, which can almost predict the future range of influence. Of course, Cui cannot sit still and wait for death. Cui Zhi has made sufficient understanding in this regard.

Following the clues, I found the head of the Censor Cui Xiao.

Cui Xiao is unknown. He once served in Wu Xian's account and had a good relationship with Qin Li and Zhao Feng. However, he had not made any achievements for many years and was not used by Wu Xian. He left Wu Xian and defected to Chen Tang. He was not considered an old official, but he was much better than staying in Wu Xian's account and being so idle that he was stingy. As a supervisor and censor, he had been traveling all year round and had little reputation abroad. If he hadn't deliberately investigated, he wouldn't know about this person.

These are all information that can be found simply from the outside world.

Cui Zhi has other discoveries in the Gods Society.

Now it seems that the channel of the Gods Association is not omnipotent, otherwise Cui Zhi would not have known until now that he was not only the Censor of Kang Guo, but also his nominal father-in-law. Looking at Ke Wu's reaction, the last time the father and daughter met must have been more than 20 years ago! Cui Hui knew that his biological father was working in Kang Guo.

Realizing this, he contacted Cui Hui and Li for many years before returning home. The purpose was probably to be deeper than he imagined. However, he didn't want to investigate the truth at this moment, at least he could not make up the old accounts before his mother-in-law's spirit. Cui Zhi sorted out his thoughts and handed Qi Shuang to his father-in-law who had improved his spirit: "This man has passed away, and his father-in-law is mourning."

After saying that, he was stunned for the first time.

The two of them were on the mountain road, and what he said to him was returned intact. What a sad scene is this?

Cui Xiao looked at his wet palm without saying a word.

Cui Zhi could only put mourning clothes aside.

"Before and after your mother's encounter, let's talk about it in detail."

I just didn't say it clearly on the mountain road, and many details were not mentioned. Now I have become a family and there is nothing to hide from.

Cui Hui sighed and said that the whole journey was complete. Cui Zhi saw his old father-in-law who had fallen from heaven overflowing from his throat, crying and laughing, and his eyes were even more fierce, but the corners of his lips curled up in a stiff and weird curve. He covered his eyes with one hand, and his movements slowly changed from sitting against the altar to kneeling forward and bowing his head, with thick bricks and stones on his forehead.

Dongdongdongdongdong-

Bump it harder.

Even his children realized something was wrong with his reaction.

A quarter of an hour later, Cui Xiao was persuaded by his son, and his whole face was accelerating. Cui Zhi carefully discovered that the other party's hair had turned white when it was a big white hair. Cui Xiao pushed his son away to support him, staggered towards the coffin a few steps, and slowly pushed the lid of the coffin slowly, revealing a blue and white face. The abbot in the coffin was in his early sixties, and his skin was long gone as he was young. His face was full of marks left by the years. Only from his eyebrows and eyes could he vaguely see Cui Xiao's familiar appearance: "So, this is how you look when you are old."

"It's different from what I imagined."
To be continued...