try? try what?
If it were before, I would definitely be curious to ask why, but now, forget it, they are all leaving anyway, there is no need to disturb them, lest outsiders like them get trapped deeper and deeper, and it will be too late to leave by then. .
I didn't stop and continued walking towards the village. I was thinking about whether it would be better to have noodles for lunch or stir-fry green vegetables and just have rice. It is said that the road to Huangquan is very far. I have to eat a lot before I have the strength to finish the last part of my life. road.
But before I even took two steps, Wu Tinghan's cold snort came from behind me, as well as her favorite phrase to scold me: Idiot.
Immediately after her words, Mr. Wang's voice came. He said, "Little baby, wait a minute. Come and look at the chicken."
Isn't that chicken dead? What else is there to see?
Is it possible that he is alive again?
If this is the case, does that mean I can carry the villagers out of the village?
Having hope, I immediately turned around and ran over. Then I looked at the middle of the bridge and saw the big rooster still lying upright on the ground. Wasn't it still dead?
I don’t know how sad the look I looked at Mr. Wang was. I just know that Mr. Wang took a step back subconsciously when I looked at him, and a chuckle appeared on his face, as if to please or to relieve embarrassment.
He said, come closer and take a closer look.
So what if you get closer? Could it be that if you get closer it will live?
I was complaining in my heart, but my feet were very sincere. I took a few steps forward, and then I suddenly discovered that the rooster seemed a little different from the roosters I usually see.
When I took a few steps closer, I finally understood what was different about the rooster. Although it looked colorful and no different from a rooster, the colors were actually painted on it! This is not a rooster at all, but a chicken carved from wood!
How can this be?
I just saw it clearly struggling and squealing along the way. After being thrown out by Wu Tinghan, it still fluttered in the air several times. Until it crossed the center line of the bridge, its body suddenly stiffened - how could such a living chicken turn around in such a blink of an eye? Suddenly turned into a wooden chicken?
Well, one of them is a carpenter and the other is a painter. It is really easy to turn a wooden chicken into a living chicken.
But, why are they doing this?
The temptation mentioned by Mr. Wang?
But what to test?
Mr. Wang said, if you had really gone to Laosicheng with Senior Wu just now, you would probably have ended up like that chicken.
Hearing this, I felt a chill go down my spine, and I instantly understood what they called temptation - if I had only cared about my own life and death just now and refused to save myself, then I would probably be dead now. .
When I think of Wu Tinghan's various attempts to tempt me to go to Laosicheng, I really want to yell at her, "You are fishing for law enforcement, you will be complained!"
But having said that, their acting skills are really good. I can't tell the difference between real and fake.
And what I don’t understand is that I am just a newly graduated college student, an ordinary citizen. Why are you working so hard to test me? Even if I refuse to save myself and am selfish, I won't be able to cause any trouble, right?
Wu Tinghan, who had been silent until now, suddenly snorted coldly and said, have you ever seen any ordinary people who are blessed with great fortune? It's okay if you are kind-hearted. If you have evil intentions, keeping you will only be a big disaster. It's better to kill it as soon as possible.
Wu Tinghan's words were righteous, and I could understand her worries. After all, to their craftsmen, the thing on my body was undoubtedly the magic elixir refined in Taishang Laojun's Bagua furnace. But in the conscience of heaven and earth, I am more unjust than Dou E!
I also want to have evil intentions, and I also want to be able to play with other people's fates by hiding in the dark. I also want to be able to change things between gods and ghosts with just one palm... But my strength doesn't allow it at all!
Not to mention that I don’t know any craftsmanship, I don’t even know many common folk customs in the village. How can I harm others? With my undergraduate degree? This thing is already everywhere in big cities, and it has long been worthless, okay?
Mr. Wang smiled and said, "Senior Wu, I have told you for a long time that this little kid's character is not a problem. Do you believe it now?"
Wu Tinghan said nothing, only snorted coldly, and then walked towards the village first.
Mr. Wang and I were walking behind, and I asked him, when did you collude?
He said, you sleep until your head drips in the coffin.
No wonder I lay in the coffin for so long before you came to open the coffin. It turned out that you were going behind my back to discuss how to test me.
Let me tell you, so you and the mud you sprinkled on the coffin were just an excuse to lie to me?
He shook his head and said, this is not true, it really requires a lot of procedures.
I’m not sure about that, because I don’t know when what they say is true and when it’s false.
After walking a few steps, I asked him again, so when you said that the villagers were dangerous before, it must have been to test my lies, right?
Mr. Wang shook his head again and said, if everyone tells lies, will this act as a test? To tell you the truth, what Senior Wu told you before, apart from the fact that she didn’t care about her fellow villagers, was all true. It was even more serious than what she said.
I looked at Wu Tinghan's back walking towards the village, and felt a little uncomfortable for no reason. This woman is always so mean-spirited.
After walking a few more steps, I suddenly thought of a very serious question, so I hurriedly asked Mr. Wang, "So she said that if I go back to the village, I will only die. Is this true?" !
I really hoped that Mr. Wang could shake his head this time, but he nodded firmly, and then said to me, do you know why you will encounter paper figures when you go to the funeral?
I shook my head and said, how will I know?
He said, it's very simple, hide in the dark and those craftsmen want you to die!
I said, I know this. You have said it before, I am used to it. They want me to die for more than a day or two.
Mr. Wang shook his head and said that it is much more dangerous now than before.
I frowned and asked him, why do you say that?
He said that when your grandfather died, they had no idea what was going on and had no time to make arrangements. But after these few days, do you think they should make arrangements?
Calculating it this way, Wu Tinghan said that there was only one way to die when I entered the village, and it was absolutely true.
Wu Tinghan had already walked to the door of Chen Guzi's house, then turned sideways and glanced at us. Mr. Wang immediately understood and hurriedly ran over, took out the key from his pocket, opened the courtyard door of Chen Guzi's house, and let Wu Tinghan out. Go in.
After walking into the yard, I found that Chen Guzi's mourning hall had been removed. There was only an Eight Immortals table under the shrine in the main room. Chen Guzi's portrait was placed flat on the Eight Immortals table. At the position of the eyes, there were the four statues set by Mr. Wang. Well.
Chen Guzi's spiritual tablet was still pressed on the portrait, standing there quietly, as if a human head was standing on the table of the Eight Immortals, staring at the three of us who entered the yard.
I know that the memorial tablet is very heavy and can be pressed down but the portrait cannot be turned over. But the four wells are just there, and Mr. Wang sleeps in the main room of my house. Wouldn't it be easy for others to tamper with them?
Maybe the wells were full because others had tampered with the four wells.
Mr. Wang glanced at Wu Tinghan, then muttered a few words in a low voice, then stretched out his right hand, arched his middle and ring fingers, held a copper coin between his remaining three fingers, and whispered the word "qi". Then he slowly lifted the copper coin.
I saw blue veins popping up on Mr. Wang's forehead and neck, as if this small copper coin weighed more than a thousand catties, so Mr. Wang had to use all his strength to eat.
After lifting the copper coin, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence, "Look quickly, I can't lift it for a long time."
I quickly took a look inside the wooden strips and found that it was pitch black inside, like a bottomless pool, and it was still filled with cold air. The most terrifying thing is that in this dark water, I seem to be able to vaguely see Chen Guzi's smiling eyes.
If Wu Tinghan hadn't been standing next to me, I would have turned around and ran away when I saw this scene. How could I be like this now? After taking a few deep breaths, I calmed down and could look at the dark sky calmly. Where does the water surface reach?
Judging from the current water surface, if nothing else happens, I believe that the copper coin in Mr. Wang's hand must be stained with Chen Guzi's tears!
As soon as I saw the position of the water surface clearly, Mr. Wang didn't say much and just covered it with copper coins. Then he let go of his hand, took two steps back, and shook his hand vigorously in the open space.
I asked Wu Tinghan, is a copper coin really that heavy?
Wu Tinghan said, wouldn’t you know if you try it?
Let me tell you, what if someone inside is taken out?
When she heard this, she snorted coldly and said, you must also have that ability.
As a man, the most intolerable thing is to be told by a woman that he is incompetent. Although I know that this copper coin may be heavy after being blessed by craftsmanship, but it should not be so heavy that I can't lift it.
In addition, I grew up in the countryside and followed my grandfather to the mountains to cut firewood since I was a child. After many years, I still have strength. Even if it is a real manhole cover, I think I can move it somewhat, let alone a simulated manhole cover made of copper coins.
But just to be on the safe side, I still followed Mr. Wang's example, arched my middle and ring fingers, and then used the remaining three fingers to lift the copper coin.
I thought that as long as I exerted enough force, I would be able to lift the copper coin, but what I never expected was that the copper coin in my eyes weighed more than a thousand kilograms. It was simply a towering mountain!
Not to mention mentioning it, I just want to push it away a little bit, but I can't do it at all!
After trying several times, I was exhausted and finally gave up.
I asked Wu Tinghan, why would a small copper coin look like this?
Wu Tinghan said angrily, "What are you asking me for with their methods of carpenters?"
I immediately looked at Mr. Wang opposite, and found that he had stopped shaking his hands, and then told us, if the manhole cover is not heavy, then what is the point of this well? Not just anyone can dig this well. Flip?
No wonder Mr. Wang dared to place Chen Guzi’s portrait here. It turned out that he was confident.
Mr. Wang went on to say, as for why Zilang is so important, don’t ask. Asking is the secret technique of the master, and you can’t talk about it.
I didn't dwell too much on this matter, but looked at Wu Tinghan and asked her, what should I do now? The four wells looked like they were about to overflow.
Wu Tinghan crossed his arms, lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then raised his head and said three words: light the sky lantern.
