Chapter 112 Zhang Shun's father died

Zhang Shun's father was finally dying, lying on the bed with a haggard face. The two brothers squatted in the corner, sighing, An Daoquan was waiting in front of the bed holding a medicine box, and Le He was waiting behind the bed holding a shroud. Wearing a shroud is very particular, it cannot be advanced or delayed, and the moment of dying, while the body temperature is still there, and the soul is not far away, change clothes quickly. It is very difficult to master the heat, but fortunately, there is An Daoquan. At noon, Father Zhang was as angry as gossamer, his face was pale, his throat was rumbling like a broken bellows, he didn't take a breath, and passed out.

The two daughters-in-law of the Zhang family threw themselves down in front of the bed and yelled loudly: My father...you can't die... An Daoquan took out the silver needle, took out the silver needle, and pierced it on the temple, and inserted it into the belly of a finger, and Zhang Lao's eyelids twitched. An Dao waved his hand, don't cry, he's not dead yet. Zhang's daughter-in-law stopped crying, wiped her tears, and stood back. Father Zhang would not die if he waited left or right, the funeral band hired outside came in several times to urge him to go down the mountain if there was no funeral, but there was no rush, Cao Zheng held them back: soon, soon Wait a minute.

Everyone was also bored, so they got together to gossip, talk about old sesame seeds and rotten millet, Lehe told everyone storytelling in the room, Zhu Wu told everyone jokes outside the room, An Daoquan listened with gusto, and stretched out his hand from time to time Daddy breath. While holding the lamp, Father Zhang's eyes gradually dimmed, his body began to feel cold, and finally, he kicked his legs and passed out. The two daughters-in-law rushed to the bed again and started calling. An Daoquan did the same thing, picked up the silver needle, and stabbed it into the person, and Zhang's father returned to life again.

The two daughters-in-law had no choice but to wipe away their tears and retreated. The eyes they looked at An Daoquan startled me. They were straight like poisonous snakes. Father Song and Father Chao waited impatiently, Zhang Shun brought them a set of chess, and they had a great time fighting, while An Daoquan also pointed at them from time to time. At Haishi, the old man was dying, and his mouth was murmuring, as if he wanted to talk. An Daoquan asked Le He to come to the old man's mouth to listen to the old man's last words, and he used all his skills to stab the old man's eight meridians randomly, continuing the old man's last breath.

The old man opened his mouth, mumbled a few words, tilted his head, and died. The daughter-in-law of the Zhang family forgot to cry and looked anxious. Mrs. Zhang asked Lehe nervously, what did the old man say?Does it mean where is the house hidden?Lehe shook his head. Mrs. Zhang asked, does that mean how to divide the land deeds of the houses in my hometown? Lehe shook his head again. Zhang Shun asked, do you have something to tell us brothers? Lehe still shook his head. Zhang Heng is getting impatient, so just say what you said!What are you dawdling about? Le He thought for a while and said, what he said was that the brothers should continue to do justice for the heavens and serve the country loyally.

Zhang's daughter-in-law's face was full of disappointment, and all the brothers praised Zhang's father for his profound knowledge and never forgetting the great cause of Liangshan until his death. I was puzzled, Mr. Zhang usually doesn't know anything except drinking and walking birds, so why did he get involved in the great cause of Liangshan when he was dying? I quietly asked Lehe while no one was around. The fellow whispered, but what Father Zhang actually said was: "An Daoquan, I rely on your mother!"