Chapter 126
After Liu Yuan rushed to Henan and saw victims dying of starvation everywhere, he was immediately heartbroken and burst into tears.
The Liu family emptied out the wealth accumulated by the family over more than 100 years. All the money was used to buy food to provide relief to the victims, but in the end it was still a drop in the bucket.
So there was the famous gray and yellow granary moving incident.
In the winter of 1942, on the seventeenth day of the twelfth lunar month, a strange thing happened. This incident, together with the cat-faced old lady in Harbin who faked a corpse and the haunted incident in Litchi Bay in Guangzhou, were included in the top ten anecdotes. According to eyewitnesses, countless rats and weasels appeared on the streets that night, numbering in the tens of thousands.
These rats and weasels came and went in groups, and overnight they emptied the local granary of the Japanese Army. Rats and weasels gave all the stolen food to the victims. This food saved countless people.
Later, the Japanese investigated and finally determined that Liu Yuan, the Liu family of Tianjin Wei, had planned this incident. The Liu family suffered a devastating disaster. Not only did they lose their ancestral home, many people were shot. The righteous Liu Yuan died generously. This is what happened in Henan in 1942 when Huang Huang moved the granary.
To this day, there is still a Rat Fairy Temple in a mountain west of Zhumadian. Throughout history, this is the only temple built specifically for rats.
Since then, although the Qi Liu family of Tianjin Wei has declined, it has always been respected in both black and white circles. Naturally, I respect the feats of these people back then.
After entering the cave, Liu Yushan stuck the torch on the wall and invited us to sit down and talk.
"Brother Liu, according to the plan we have to meet in a few days, but because of Yunfeng and Chen Hong's incident, we can't wait any longer. Where are you and those two?" Yao Yumen looked around.
Liu Yushan pointed back: "Look, isn't that coming?"
"Head!" A total of three people came in. When I saw the old man who was the leader, I jumped up from the ground and exclaimed.
This old man is dressed in black. Although his temples are gray, his eyes are full of energy. He is the king's leader.
"Yunfeng, we haven't seen each other for a few months," he came over, smiled and patted me on the shoulder.
"Wang Xiansheng, is this the young man you mentioned?"
I looked back and saw that the man speaking was covered in rags. It looked like the clothes hadn't been washed for several years and had a layer of shiny black patina. His hair was as messy as a chicken coop, covering half of his eyes. , this outfit makes him look like a beggar. But this man's eyes were bright and pure, like a baby's.
Yao Yumen bowed and said politely to the beggar, "Master Liu."
The other helper who found the head was very old. He was not tall and was about the same height as Sister Hong. Dressed in black, with white hair and a lot of age spots on his face, he stood there with a dark blue cloth bag and was a little hunched over, giving people a lifeless feeling.
"Yunfeng, this is Mr. Zhao from Xiangxi." He introduced.
My heart trembled. I knew that this man was the corpse exorcist from Xiangxi who had invited the head. No wonder he looked lifeless. I hurriedly bowed my head and called Mr. Zhao respectfully.
The hunchbacked old man glanced at me with narrowed eyes and said nothing.
He coughed his head and said, "Yunfeng, Xiaohong, do you regret it? Do you regret not listening to my advice?"
"Especially you, Yunfeng, you and the third child are collaborating to trick me into going to Dongguan? What did you do? Did you end up here?"
Sister Hong was so embarrassed that she couldn't speak. Recalling the suffering she suffered down there, I complained bitterly: "We were wrong. We made a mistake. We just want to find our second brother."
He patted my shoulder, looked at me and Sister Hong, and said, "The world is dangerous, Yunfeng, Xiaohong, this time you will have a better memory."
Narrowing his head and eyes, he looked at the swaying torches on the wall and said in a deep voice: "Changchun Club cannot be offended, but I, Wang Xiansheng, am not a vegetarian."
"Anyone who dares to touch me, no matter if they are human or ghost."
"You have to give me an explanation."
