"Don't listen, don't look, and leave quickly!" Jiang Yue scolded.
"Second brother, he is calling my name, calling me Sangou!" Sangou is known as a sexually aggressive and cowardly man, and his voice was actually a little uncomfortable at this time.
He grabbed Jiang Yue and refused to let him go forward.
"Second brother, it's Tangtou, it's Tangtou calling me!" Sangou was even more frightened.
"Who is Tangtou?"
"Tang Youqing's son from the village was picked up by a blind bear a few years ago and half of his head was bitten off."
Jiang Yue was immediately impressed by Sangou's reminder.
He returned to the village very rarely on weekdays, but he had heard this tragic story. According to villagers who searched for the body at the time, the child died miserably and was buried with most of his head missing.
As soon as he thought of this, Jiang Yue's whole body suddenly felt cold.
Without saying a word, Jiang Yue picked up the three dogs and headed off. However, the three dogs did not cooperate. They kept beating around, covering their ears with their hands, kicking their legs, and yelling at the top of their lungs.
"I didn't see your head, I didn't. Tangtou, your head was eaten by a blind bear."
At Sangou's age, he was determined to fight and not cooperate, and Jiang Yue still couldn't handle him. I had to put it down, but the yellow paper had been burned, but fortunately there was still half a pack of cigarettes in my pocket.
He took out three sticks, lit them with difficulty, and bowed three times to the void.
"Everyone has their own grievances and debts, so don't look for the innocent. There is a difference between yin and yang, and everyone takes his own path..."
In a situation like the one encountered by Three Dogs, either the yin person took the yang path, or the yang person mistakenly took the yin path.
Before the three cigarettes were half burned, Sangou slowly calmed down. Although there was still a look of fear in his eyes, it was already within the normal range.
Jiang Yue followed the frightened eyes of the three dogs and used a hoe to push away the grass, only to find a mass grave.
There was a living thing moving in front of a certain small grave. When I got closer, it turned out to be a yellow-skinned creature. There is an earthen tablet leaning sideways next to the tomb, with a faint word for soup on it.
"Tangtou is buried here?" Jiang Yue asked.
Sangou shook his head and expressed uncertainty: "He is the same age as me and we used to play together when we were kids. He was only seven years old when he was taken away. I was at my sister-in-law's house in the town when he was buried. I don't know where he was buried."
The yellow-skinned man was surprisingly evil. Instead of avoiding people when he saw them, he turned around and looked at the two brothers, vaguely nodding as if to say hello.
"Let's go." Jiang Yue felt that there was evil everywhere today and didn't want to stay for a second longer.
The rest of the way down the mountain, Sangou changed his usual chirping and became silent.
It was not until the bottom of the mountain that Sangou muttered: "Second brother, do you believe it or not? It was Sangou who was calling me just now. He waved to me with half of his head on his head and asked me if I had seen half of his head!"
Jiang Yue wanted to reprimand him, and he spent a long time trying to organize his words, but he always felt weak and weak.
"Three dogs, at the end of the Qingming Festival, the lonely ghosts have no home. Maybe Tangtou is lonely. No one is cleaning up during the Qingming Festival, so I want to say hello to you."
After Jiang Yue said that, he wanted to slap himself. How could he comfort his child like this?
Unexpectedly, Sangou suddenly smiled and said: "Second brother, you can trust me. If I tell my sister-in-law or eldest sister, I will have to slap me hard."
have to!
This child's brain circuit is not like that of a normal child. How does he look like he needs comfort? I'm afraid those non-nutritious talk are of no use to him.
As the two brothers talked and made trouble, the depressing atmosphere suddenly relaxed a lot.
Jiang Yue was about to speak when he suddenly grabbed Sangou.
Almost at the same time that the three dogs staggered forward, a big white cat suddenly jumped out of the grass where he was standing. Even in broad daylight, those two green eyes were eerie enough to make people's hair stand on end.
Fortunately, the big white cat's scurrying and swooping movements were not directed at them.
On the other end of the grass, there was a big snake coiled up. Its triangular head was raised high. Snake Xinzi kept spitting at the big white cat. It was obviously in a first-level fighting state.
But it is a spear-headed viper, the local name is Turtle Shell Flower, it is highly poisonous and extremely aggressive!
In front of Jiuli Pavilion, a white cat fights a viper.
Another terrifying and bizarre scene.
From a purely biological perspective, cat-snake fights are not unusual.
But in a place like Jiuli Pavilion, which is a sacred place in itself, with a big white cat and a green viper, it would definitely be a big deal if it fell into the eyes of the Yin Yang family.
How do you say something?
A white tiger fighting a green dragon will make a big hole in the world!
The three dogs were fearless. Although they were startled by the soup just now, they were forgetful and were watching the dragon-tiger fight with great interest.
This time Jiang Yue refused to give in and dragged Sangou away.
Seeing that the second brother's face was so solemn and scary, Sangou seemed to have noticed it and stopped insisting. Although he was reluctant, he followed Jiang Yue back.
Just turning back three times with one step, the energy of eating melons and watching the excitement, how could it look like someone who had just been frightened?
"Second brother! Wait a minute."
After walking a hundred meters, the three dogs were in trouble again.
"What ribs are not set up properly? This is not Dajin Mountain. Don't make any more trouble."
Sangou opened his mouth wide and stared blankly at Jiuli Pavilion, which had fallen behind them.
"Second brother, look, is the beam in Jiuli Pavilion broken?" Sangou, who had always been carefree, didn't even have the slightest bit of a playful smile on his face this time.
Jiuli Pavilion is a wing-shaped structure with a high center and low sides. The middle beam is like a human backbone, and the rafters on both sides of the beam are like ribs.
A broken beam means that the backbone of the building is broken.
Jiang Yue looked around and saw that the top of the Jiuli Pavilion, which simulated the flying posture of a Suzaku, actually sank a little. The flying posture was obviously not as relaxed as before, and looked more like a sick Suzaku.
Looking from a distance, there is a faint blue and black air above Jiuli Pavilion, looming like a cover, covering the sky above the pavilion.
If you want to make a far-fetched idea and expand a little bit of association, the green and black aura is like a heavy hammer, hanging high above Jiuli Pavilion!
"What is going on? Weird things happen every year, but today is particularly special?"
This Jiuli Pavilion has gone through so many ups and downs and has remained standing.
Everything was fine, but why did the beam break?
Although Jiang Yue does not fully believe in Yin Yang Feng Shui, his respect for the destiny of nature and the situation of heaven and earth is true due to the influence of his family heritage.
This pile, one piece after another, appeared one after another.
Something is obviously wrong!
The birth mother falls into a dream, the photo frame falls to the ground, the female figure in a floral dress, the paper money is flammable, the head is found in the soup, the dragon and the tiger fight, the vermilion bird breaks its spine...
Even if you encounter one of these in ordinary times, it would be absolutely shocking.
Although Tomb Sweeping Day is indeed a special day, in just a few hours, like a TV series, one episode after another is played without any commercial breaks in between.
To say it's all a coincidence is totally unreasonable.
Along the way, I saw that the second brother was worried, and the third dog seemed to understand.
"Second brother, are you worried about Tangtou? The elders said that if you encounter something unclean, burn the paper, light incense, and bow three times and the number is up. Tangtou was good to me when he was alive, and I can't pester him after he dies. I."
Sangou's thoughts are very simple. In his understanding, he still doesn't understand the dragon and tiger fighting or the vermillion bird breaking its spine.
He just regarded the soup matter as an accident.
From childhood to adulthood, who hasn’t encountered a few evil things? What's more, the local folklore says that at the end of the Qingming Festival, lonely ghosts have no homes to return to. This folk song has been passed down from generation to generation. Sangou grew up listening to it and already had a psychological preset.
Therefore, although this matter was evil, Sangou just regarded it as an isolated incident and did not think too much about it. Besides, at his age, he did not have the ability to think too much.
In other words, Sangou understands the form a little, but does not understand the potential.
If the first few events are just "shapes" and belong to isolated individual events, then the fight between the dragon and the tiger and the broken spine of the suzaku are vaguely leading to a certain trend.
Of course, this is just Jiang Yue's instinctive hunch based on his family background.
A premonition is a premonition, and when it comes to the general trend of the world, personal power is like a drop in the river, and I'm afraid it won't have much effect.
Seeing that the second brother didn't talk to him, Sangou wasn't annoyed. He thought to himself again: "Second brother, was that snake just now a green-skinned turtle shell flower? I'm afraid it weighs more than ten kilograms? What if I catch it and stew it on the big stove?" The pot must be delicious."
Sangou is a child from a mountain village, and he has the fierceness of the mountain people in his heart.
Traditional mountain people have only two survival logics in life: either conquer nature or be conquered by nature.
Catching snakes and cooking pots is just the simple daily life of mountain people.
