When I thought of the tablets scattered on the floor in the ancestral hall, my body couldn't stop shaking. With so many tablets, the other party can write as many names as they want! Doesn't that mean that my grandfather wants to kill so many people?
When I think of this, in the middle of summer, my teeth can't help but start chattering, which makes me look particularly out of place in the dark and silent yard.
But soon, I discovered that there was a loophole in this, so I hurriedly told Mr. Wang that when I placed the memorial tablet before, I had seen the names on it. They were all deceased ancestors of the Chen family. Does that mean that Will someone die?
I think my idea is correct. After all, these people are already dead. Is it possible to let him die again?
But Mr. Wang sighed deeply and said, in fact, there are many names of living people on the tablets, but what is most scary is that there are names of dead people on the tablets.
I quickly asked, why?
Mr. Wang glanced at me, and then said coldly, "Have you never heard of the principle that the father's debts are repaid by the sons?"
As soon as these words came out, my whole body felt like it had fallen into an ice cellar.
Mr. Wang continued to say that even if one's ancestors die, they cannot be killed, but they will always have descendants, right? As long as there are descendants, no matter how many, they must die! So if there are names of living people, as long as one dies, but if the name of a dead person is on the tablet, then all the descendants of this dead person have to go see Marx!
In the summer, a dense layer of cold sweat broke out all over my body.
The tablets of the ancestors of our village are all enshrined in the hall of this ancestral hall. If what Mr. Wang said is true, then all the people in our village will indeed die!
I asked tremblingly, is there no way to crack it?
Mr. Wang rolled his eyes and said angrily, "If I can't find a way to crack it, what am I going to do after spending so much time just playing house with you?"
I thought about what Mr. Wang just did, and it seemed that he just asked me to go home and change my clothes, and then carved a wooden man exactly like me. Is this like asking an immortal to ascend the throne?
He said that the most important thing in inviting an immortal to ascend the throne is the order of death. As long as this order is disturbed, the invitation to the immortal to ascend the throne will naturally be broken.
I remember when I asked Mr. Wang what to do, he told me to let me die first. So, the idea of letting me die first is actually to disrupt the order of death?
Mr. Wang nodded and said, before your grandfather's body was turned over, Chen Guzi led people to dig nine holes for your grandfather. From your grandfather's point of view, they were determined to make him extinct, so Even if your grandfather becomes an 'immortal', he will kill the nine of them first.
Mr. Wang paused and continued, and because your grandfather went to the funeral before he could stand up, so after nine of them died, it was your turn as the tenth one. This is in line with the side effects of being embarrassed to see your ancestors. So as long as you die first and disrupt the order, the Immortal's ascension to the throne will naturally be broken.
I took a look at the coffin that my grandfather's coffin was pressed under and said, so you asked me to change my clothes and make a wooden man, but you are actually asking me to die first?
No wonder Mr. Wang said before that if I don’t change my clothes, I will be the one who dies soon. I thought, if I refused to change my clothes, the one lying in that coffin now would not be the wooden man, but me!
It's just a wooden man who puts on my clothes and lies in a coffin. Does that count as my death? You know, I am standing here properly!
Mr. Wang sneered and said, standing here is just your soul, your body is not here.
I didn’t understand Mr. Wang’s words at first and was shocked. But when I thought of the Naihe Bridge that Mr. Wang placed at the entrance of my courtyard, my previous doubts seemed to be solved.
Mr. Wang, it seems you have figured it out.
I nodded to show that I had indeed figured it out.
Although I am standing here alive now, because Mr. Wang placed a Naihe Bridge at the entrance of my courtyard, theoretically speaking, my body is actually trapped in my courtyard, and those who followed Mr. Wang to the ancestral hall , in fact, it’s just my soul.
But every complete human being has a body and a soul, so Mr. Wang specially carved a wooden man exactly like me at my house, and put the wooden man in the clothes I wore before, which is equivalent to That wooden man is my body.
Of course, not everyone can carve a wooden figure and then put on clothes to replace that person's body. There are a lot of details involved, and only those in the carpenter lineage know how to use it. As for the specific method, I also asked Mr. Wang, but he did not go into details. He only said, come back to me when you can carve a person with your eyes closed.
So after I came out of my house, although I was still me, from another perspective, my body and my soul were actually separated. It’s just that my body and I were very close, so I still looked like a living person. .
Then after arriving at the ancestral hall, Mr. Wang put the wooden man into the coffin and sealed it, which was equivalent to my body being put into the coffin - what kind of person would lie down in the coffin and be sealed? dead!
So it's equivalent to me being dead, so the situation of inviting immortals to ascend the throne will naturally be broken.
When I thought about all this, when I looked at Mr. Wang again, I no longer had the same doubts as before, but full of admiration.
For being able to come up with such an ingenious solution in such a short period of time, I can't think of any words to express my admiration for him other than admiring him.
But Mr. Wang said that the general direction of your analysis was correct, but there were some details that you did not notice. For example, why should I draw lines in the coffin, and why should I use your child to hit the ax on the coffin board? Ha, why should I put seven grains of rice into the wooden man's mouth?
After the grandfather's matter was resolved, Mr. Wang seemed to be much more interested than before, and he even took the initiative to mention some details of his methods. You know, before I had to ask, he reluctantly explained something to me.
When I heard Mr. Wang’s question, I shook my head.
Mr. Wang said that the first two are just signs. Do you know what they are?
I thought about where Mr. Wang had used a chisel to mark the lines in the coffin, and where he had used his shoes to hit the hole with an axe. Then I compared the positions where the wooden man and I lay in the coffin. I suddenly discovered that the places where Mr. Wang had marked the lines were basically the same. It’s a place where my hands can touch, and the place where he smashed the hole is a place where my feet can reach, so...
Thinking of this, my whole body feels like a ray of light on my back, and I feel very uncomfortable. When I looked at Mr. Wang again, I felt admiration but also a hint of fear in my heart.
Mr. Wang asked with a smile. Judging from your expression, you must have thought of it.
I nodded and said, you drew lines and dug holes, all to create signs of burying me alive.
Only those who were buried alive would scratch out the lines in the coffin with their hands and kick out the holes with their feet. And the frightened expression on the wooden man's face, isn't it the expression of despair before death?
So, if I had not changed my clothes at that time, would Mr. Wang really have buried me alive in order to save the entire Chenjia Village?
I dare not make such an assumption. After all, no one knows what the outcome will be if something has not happened. Besides, exchanging one life for the life of an entire village is a good deal no matter how you look at it.
Mr. Wang said that it was indeed buried alive, but do you know why he wanted to bury you alive to make you die?
