The long and narrow eyes of the paper man Xu were narrowed into slits.
He said calmly that he didn't do anything. Originally, he just planned to punish the little Gou Qian by tying him with paper.
It turned out that the ancestral tombs of the Gou family were not far from the house, so he went for a walk, dug up the two in the middle, and took some materials for making paper.
Hearing this, I suddenly became excited.
I knew before that some paper bundles were made of human skin, and this was confirmed even more when Xu Changlin came back.
But I totally didn't expect that the paper man Xu would dig up the Gou family's ancestral grave.
Given Gou Qian's arrogant character, he would probably become hysterical if his ancestral grave was dug up.
I didn't know much about it before I studied the House Classics, but now I know very well that in the terrain near the Gou family's mansion, in the middle of the ancestral grave site, the ancestors of the older generation must be buried. It is very likely that the person dug up by the paper man Xu is not Gou Qian's grandfather. That’s great-grandfather.
"Uncle Xu, we have to leave quickly." I smiled reluctantly and said.
The paper man Xu glanced at the corner, walked over, put on the square backpack, and told me that I could leave now.
I nodded and immediately turned around and walked out of the room.
Huang Qi has already taken out everything from other rooms.
At this time, Xie Mancang happened to be holding the horse and dragging the carriage into the courtyard.
The two of them quickly carried our luggage to the car.
Paperman Xu and I also stepped forward to help.
It took about two-quarters of an hour for everything to be packed up, the group got on the carriage, and Xie Mancang drove towards the outside of Tang Town.
Before leaving Tang Town, we had been on high alert.
Fortunately, the Gou family probably didn't know what the paper man could do, so there were no corpse hunters blocking the way.
I told Xie Mancang that we were going to the Miao Village, eighty miles away, downstream of the Xuanhe River.
Xie Mancang hurried down the road along the hanging river.
After we were some distance away, I poked my head out of the car window and looked back. It was so blurry that I could hardly see Tang Town clearly.
Jiang Yihong’s teachings and advice to me have been engraved in my heart.
"In half a year, Master, I will definitely come back." I murmured.
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The distance of eighty miles was not too far, but it still took a day and a half to travel.
Xie Mancang didn't get much rest during the journey, so he and Huang Qi alternated driving.
I didn't take out the House Classics to read again, because Jiang Yihong also said when he taught me that ordinary people are not guilty, but they are guilty of carrying a jade. It means a lot to be in harmony with each other. Don't let the House Classics appear in the eyes of third people. Human nature cannot stand the test.
When it was getting dark the next day, I finally saw a village in my sight.
Miaojia Village is not a small village, it is almost as big as a town.
Far away, you can see an archway leading into the village, with a large number of tile-roofed houses behind it.
As I got closer, I saw many vendors at the entrance of the village packing their things to go back to the village, and many children chasing each other into the village.
Huang Qi's slightly relieved words came from the car door: "Mr. Xiao Li, we're here."
I signaled to Xie Mancang to stop, and then jumped out of the carriage.
Huang Qi bowed slightly and followed me respectfully.
I looked back and glanced to the side, where the entrance to the village was facing the Xuanhe River.
Here, the entire river of Xuanhe presents a curved form, and the archway at the head of the village is just facing the center of the curve.
If viewed from a high place, it looks like a jade belt.
It is said in the house scripture that the bright hall will attract good luck and avoid bad luck. If the bright hall in front of the Yangzhai has a jade belt, it means that a high official will appear.
The descendants will produce scholars from generation to generation, showing their wealth and honor, and honoring their ancestors!
Miaojia Village is indeed the ancestral home of Miao Guangyang, and its feng shui is indeed excellent.
After taking a closer look at the Feng Shui here, my heartbeat also accelerated slightly.
I can see what I have learned from the House Classics in practice, which gives me a little more confidence.
At this time, the children in front of the village and some vendors who were closing their stalls were all looking up at us.
I calmed down and stepped forward, but Huang Qi followed me closely.
Downstairs of the Cuntou archway, there was a vendor who set up a candy man stall, slowly finishing his business.
I approached him kindly and asked him where in the village Miao Guangyang's family lived.
As a result, the vendor's expression suddenly changed. He didn't answer me at all. He lowered his head, closed his mouth tightly, and the movements of his hands suddenly became very fast.
He put away the stall in a hurry and ran into the village in a hurry.
This scene made me stunned and puzzled.
Immediately, I looked at another stall and walked over. Before I could get closer, the vendor also started to pack up his things quickly, as if he was about to run into the village...
I suddenly frowned, and Huang Qi saw the signs, and immediately separated from me and asked other vendors.
But Huang Qi and I got nothing in the end. No one was willing to answer us at all...
In just a quarter of an hour, the originally bustling village was now completely deserted. Even the children had run away, and they could be seen looking around at the end of the line of sight.
Xie Mancang drove to the archway where Huang Qi and I were standing.
Paperman Xu poked his head out of the car door. His brows were also depressed, and he said:
"It's so difficult to find out where he lives. Logically speaking, Miao Guangyang should have a high status in this village. I'm afraid something might happen."
I was silent for a moment, nodded and said, "Master said that there might be a disaster in Mr. Miao's family. He didn't say it clearly at the time. It seems that this matter has already happened."
"Mr. Xiao Li, wait for me here. If the people on the roadside don't want to talk, there will always be people in the village who will speak up. I'll go and inquire about the situation first." Huang Qi said seriously.
Paperman Xu and I looked at each other and agreed to Huang Qi's request to go find out the news.
Huang Qi then hurried into the village alone.
The paper man Xu also got out of the car and stood next to the car with me, waiting.
Xie Mancang took a handful of hay and went to the front to feed the horses.
Time passed bit by bit.
As the afterglow of the setting sun fades and night falls, the chirping of insects is mixed with the sound of water flowing from the hanging river not far away, making the surroundings seem particularly peaceful and tranquil.
Huang Qi had been gone for at least half an hour before his figure appeared at the end of his sight.
Huang Qi almost ran to the carriage.
He was panting, sweat was on his forehead, and there was uneasiness in his eyes.
I asked Huang Qi to take a breath before talking.
Xie Mancang handed him a water bag. Huang Qi drank a gulp of water, then wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Mr. Xiao Li, something really happened in this village. Where did it happen?" , and it happens to be at Mr. Miao’s house..."
My heart froze and I asked Huang Qi to speak carefully.
Huang Qi then told me that almost seven days ago, a family in the village hanged himself.
That family member died unjustly. After the death, the village chief took the villagers and sent the deceased to Miao Guangyang's home as usual...
