While asking, I looked at the paper figure Xu nervously.
The paper man Xu licked the corners of his dry mouth and said faintly: "The watchman walks down the aisle in the middle of the night. Usually he carries a lantern. If it's unusual, he carries a personal candle. He lights the candle and the ghost is happy. The watchman's ability is not just to play the gong. .”
I would like to ask a few more questions, because I am still confused about what Paperman Xu said.
The paper man Xu shook his head and said that I would probably see it, and I would know it at a glance.
After a pause, the paper man Xu continued, from now on, no one can leave the confines of this thatched cottage. First, think of a way to avoid the watchman and leave Hejiacun safely.
His words made me even more surprised.
Paperman Xu actually wanted to retreat.
How bad is the watchman's ability... The paper man Xu Lian doesn't even have the intention to fight.
For a moment, the atmosphere became stagnant.
He Gu Po's closed eyes didn't open anymore. He kept leaning against the head of the bed, as if he was asleep.
The paper figure Xu placed the backpack on his chest and looked down, as if thinking.
I looked at the ghost woman, then at the paper man Xu, and finally my eyes fell on He Zhi next to me.
I don’t know why, but my chaotic mood suddenly calmed down a lot.
He Zhi lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking, and his face turned a little pale.
I took two steps closer, suppressed my voice, and said sincerely: "I'm sorry about what happened before. I was too self-righteous and misunderstood you."
He Zhi raised her head, bit her lower lip, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and whispered: "Who wants you to apologize? You are hypocritical."
But I didn't know what to do for a while.
He Zhi suddenly took two steps forward, ducked into the thatched hut, and sat down leaning against the wooden canopy bed.
Her eyes were red and she glanced at me again, but this time, there seemed to be complaints and grievances in her eyes?
I stared at her blankly, and the moment I met her eyes, she turned her head to the side, pillowed it on the edge of the bed, closed her eyes, and stopped looking at me.
After a while, He Zhi seemed to have fallen asleep and his breathing became even.
But even now, her frowning eyebrows still did not go away, but her pretty face was full of exhaustion.
In addition to apologizing, a trace of pity arose in my heart.
"Let's rest for a while. When it gets dark and the watchman isn't so aggressive, we should be able to go into the village and do some activities, but it's just not easy to walk." The paper man Xu's eyes fell on me.
I hesitated for a moment and said, "Then we can find a way to leave at dawn tomorrow? The watchman is not that aggressive during the day, so he should be easy to deal with, right?"
"It's a little easier to deal with. If we have a head-on confrontation, we will still die. We must leave during the day." I pursed my lips, but I couldn't follow up with these words.
The watchmen are so fierce during the day...
A trace of anxiety began to appear in my heart.
Hejiacun is like a cage. Whenever you go out, you will face the watchman's gong and even more terrifying things.
Being able to move around a little during the day is a bit hopeful.
At night, when the watchman strikes the gong, he has no choice but to hide and endure psychological torture.
When the time comes when they can no longer bear it, they either have a psychological breakdown or fight to the death with the watchman!
Thinking of this, I felt a little regretful.
At that time, maybe I should have carried Zhou Zi's gun with me?
In this way, no matter how fierce the watchman was, he couldn't even jump under the gun...
Suddenly, there seemed to be a dull pain in my waist, as if something had stung me.
I quickly stretched out my hand to feel for it, and there was a Tiangan inkstone and a Dizhi pen installed there. I don’t know why, but the Dizhi pen was angled, and the part of the pen barrel was poking my ribs.
My heart skipped a beat, and I shook my head vigorously. I was vaguely aware of it, and quickly gave up the idea...
Jiang Yihong attached great importance to human life in his teachings to me. The only time he looked stern was when he taught me, Mr. Yin and Yang, to remember cause and effect.
Kill people to pay for their lives, debts to pay back money, dead people to return to the underworld, and living people to be sent to the Yangtze River.
After all, there is a rule in everything. If Mr. Yin Yang or Mr. Feng Shui kills someone, he must be punished by God...
"Yin Yang, don't think too much. You are not capable now. It is our business to deal with the watchman. Just rest well."
Paperman Xu stood up, patted my shoulder, and signaled me to rest again.
I lowered my head and squatted down by the wall of the thatched cottage.
At this time, I noticed that the paper man Xu was walking away, almost to the edge of my sight before he stopped and squatted down with his back to me.
I had a vague guess that maybe the paper man was making paper knots?
The tired consciousness began to erode my body. I was very sleepy, but I couldn't sleep. My head was dizzy, and I wanted to think of a way to deal with the watchman, but I didn't have any good ideas.
Apart from knowing some Feng Shui, I am not proficient in it. Apart from that, what other skills do I have...
The spells in Feng Shui can suppress corpses, and some can hurt people, but those conditions are very harsh, and Jiang Yihong also told me that once Feng Shui is used to harm someone, there will definitely be retribution.
Feeling groggy, I finally thought of my mother.
My body and consciousness couldn't hold on any longer. I closed my eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
There was no dream all night, but the wind kept blowing and my body felt chilly.
When I woke up again, the willow forest was still very dark. There was sunlight outside, penetrating through it in strands, but it had already lost its warmth.
I glanced back first. Inside the thatched cottage, He Guipo was leaning on the bedside, smoking and staring at her broken leg.
A huge, dark head poked out from under the bed, with a pair of scarlet eyes staring straight at me.
The wolf mastiff's lips were trembling all the time, and the shiny bits kept flowing down...
I:"……"
Because I still feel that the wolf mastiff regards me as food...
There was no trace of He Zhi in the thatched house, and I didn't know where she had gone.
Granny He's eyes fell on me. His eyes were much peaceful, and even revealed a bit of desire and appreciation.
This is a look that Gui Po He has never seen before.
"Yin and Yang, children are naughty by nature and have unruly tempers, which makes you suffer a lot."
He Gui Po sighed softly and said, "Please bear with her."
I was stunned for a moment and quickly shook my head.
I seriously told Granny He that although He Pheasant has some tempers, don’t ordinary people have tempers?
When she does things, she is very careful and makes no mistakes. I feel like I can't do it myself.
Moreover, when we worked at the Huo family before, we relied on He Zhi's help and we were able to solve the problem.
At this point, I suddenly realized and quickly put down the big black wooden box. After opening it, I took out two large yellow croakers.
I handed it into the door of the thatched house and said solemnly: "The Huo family gave four large yellow croakers. These two are the reward that should be given to He Pheasant!"
He Guipo didn't look at the big yellow croaker at all. Instead, she looked at me and laughed again, with a look of satisfaction on her face.
"Two large yellow croakers are not enough. Let's take out four." He Guipo suddenly said again.
