Zhang Hazi?
I frowned unconsciously. It's not that I'm biased against people with disabilities, but I think that no matter how powerful a blind man is, he shouldn't be as powerful as Mr. Wang, right? What even Mr. Wang couldn't do, could he, a blind man, do it?
Mr. Wang said, you are not from our circle of craftsmen, so you don’t know that the three words "Zhang Hazi" stand for Mozi. Let me put it this way, in the past sixty years, there has been no one more powerful than him in the craftsman sect.
Let me go, so powerful?
Mr. Wang said quite proudly, otherwise what do you think? 'Sixty years ago, the Luo court, sixty years later, Zhang Polu', do you really think this is empty talk?
I have never heard the sentence "Sixty years ago, Luo court, sixty years later, Zhang Polu", but now just listening to it, the image of a master who has dominated the craftsmen's sect for a long time has emerged in my mind.
Was the Luo court sixty years ago as powerful as Zhang Hazi?
As soon as these words came out, I saw the proud expression on Mr. Wang's face disappear instantly, replaced by a burst of panic, and even the hand holding the dry cigarette could not stop shaking.
He shook his head and said, Luo Chaoting, that is no longer a human being, he is a myth, a myth that cannot be surpassed.
I opened my mouth wide and asked in shock, "Can't you even open Ha Zi?"
From that sentence, it is obvious that Zhang Hazi is as famous as him.
Mr. Wang said that if the incident five years ago had not happened and Zhang Hazi had been given some time, it would not have been possible for Hazi to be infinitely close to the level of Luo Chaoting, but he was only infinitely close and could not surpass him. Not to mention that something happened to Zhang Hazi after that incident. Not to mention transcending, even getting close would be impossible.
I couldn't understand again and asked hurriedly, what happened five years ago? Why was it that after that incident, Zhang Hazi couldn't surpass him at all?
Mr. Wang shook his head and sighed. He did not answer me directly, but said, you will know when you see him.
After finishing speaking, Mr. Wang stood up and patted the dirt on his butt. I originally planned to ask again, but the door of the ancestral hall was pushed open, and it was the village chief who came with the coffin bearers.
No need to ask, this must have been explained by Mr. Wang in advance.
After the village chief and the others entered the yard, they immediately frowned when they saw the mess in the yard.
The village chief even walked directly to Mr. Wang and asked, Mr. Wang, is Duha peaceful?
Mr. Wang nodded and said, don't worry, everything will be solved.
The village chief nodded repeatedly and said, "That's good, that's good." I didn't dare to sleep all night, for fear of another accident.
Mr. Wang said, is everyone here?
The village chief said, "We are all here." They didn't sleep all night. When the rooster crows, they all come to my house.
It seemed that the crow of the rooster was the departure time that Mr. Wang had agreed with them.
Mr. Wang did not ask any more questions, but took out a handful of copper coins from his arms and told the Eight Immortals carrying the coffin that before going up the mountain, everyone should put one on their feet and hold one in their mouth. They were not allowed to speak or stop along the way. Once the body is buried in the mountain, everything will be fine.
Mr. Wang's words were very authoritative. The eight immortals who carried the coffin nodded after hearing this. They each took three copper coins from Mr. Wang's hand, stuffed two coins into the liberation shoes on his feet, and held one in their mouths.
After doing this, Mr. Wang asked them to tie the coffin, and asked them to tie it together with the coffin box below.
Although the Eight Immortals all looked puzzled, because they had copper coins in their mouths, they did not ask questions and instead followed Mr. Wang's request.
When they tied the coffin and bent down to take it up, Mr. Wang took out the ink fountain from the cage, pulled out the ink thread, wrapped it around the wrist of their hand on the coffin, and then With an order, the Eight Immortals straightened their backs and lifted the coffin.
The village chief asked hurriedly on the sidelines, don't you need to break the tiles and light the whip (firecrackers)?
Mr. Wang said, they are all dead, just like a ghost? As for the whip, are you afraid that others will not know that this is the second time you go up the mountain, so that the villagers can come to see Uncle You's jokes? Go away quickly, be buried soon, and feel at ease soon.
I believe that the village chief must have been confused when he heard this. Even if he wanted to break his head, he would not be able to figure out why Mr. Wang said the words "all dead". As for why you don’t light firecrackers, you should be able to figure it out.
After the rooster crows in summer, the sky begins to gradually get brighter. When we set off from the ancestral hall, the sky was still gray. When we reached the mountainside, we could clearly see the colors of the flowers and plants.
I originally thought the location was halfway up the mountain, but I didn't expect that after reaching the halfway point, the eight people did not stop, but walked very purposefully towards a higher place.
When I arrived, I discovered that a pit had been dug here, and there was no water in the pit.
The village chief who was following me explained to me that they dug it right after the rooster crows. Mr. Wang is very capable, and he can get the position right at the first glance.
This should be the hole dug by the village chief when Mr. Wang disappeared yesterday afternoon. As for why the hole was dug after the rooster crows and before going up the mountain, I think it was for safety reasons to avoid digging out water again. Then it really can't be over.
After listening to the village chief's explanation, I was about to turn around and go down the mountain, but was stopped by Mr. Wang.
Let me tell you, if your ancestors are being buried, your relatives who are separated from you can’t be present at the funeral?
He whispered to me, you will die, these things are of no use to you.
It suddenly dawned on me that I had forgotten this incident.
He continued to speak in a suppressed voice, and again, when a person dies and is buried, how can the soul fail to see some truth? If the old house (grave) cannot be found in the future, then it will become a lonely ghost? Even if I am willing to do it (willing to do it), your grandfather is not allowed to do it.
I was once again impressed by Mr. Wang's delicate thoughts. He can take into account these small details, which is really beyond the reach of others.
The process of burying was smooth, and there were no abnormalities until the sealing was completed. The mountain is also very quiet. Apart from the sound of the Eight Immortals burying themselves in the earth, there is only the slight rustle of the leaves in the mountain breeze.
Rustling?
I looked at Mr. Wang almost as a reflex, and the sound in the coffin last night suddenly came to mind, but Mr. Wang was calm and calm, and said to me quietly, don't think too much, it was just the sound of the wind blowing on the leaves.
I breathed a sigh of relief and my whole body relaxed.
When the sealing was completed, Mr. Wang called the Eight Immortals and told them to go directly to his room in a while. Don't look back or speak on the way. After arriving at the house, take out three copper coins, stuff them under the threshold of the main room, and then say I'm coming to the house, just don't follow me (don't follow me). Did you remember them all?
Although the Eight Immortals looked panicked, they nodded repeatedly to show that they understood.
After seeing off the Eight Immortals and the village chief, Mr. Wang walked around Grandpa's new grave again. After making sure there was nothing unusual, he took me down the mountain and walked to my home.
After arriving home, Mr. Wang asked me to say, "Don't follow me when I get to the house." Then he asked me to have a good rest and take me to find Zhang Hazi tomorrow when I have enough energy.
I really haven't had a good night's sleep since I returned to the village. When Mr. Wang said this, I felt sleepy at that time. I didn't care whether I was hungry or not, so I went back to my room and fell asleep.
I don't know how long I slept, I just know that I was woken up by a regular and low knock on the door. The sky outside the window was completely dark, and only a faint light could be seen. It seemed that I slept straight into the night.
I thought Mr. Wang was hungry and knocked on the door, so I quickly got up and opened the door. But when the door opened, I almost didn't lift it up - in the faint light, I saw a wrinkle-free face, smiling at me with a cracked mouth...
