As soon as Wu Tinghan finished speaking, and before I had time to ask what Jiuying Chaodian was, Mr. Wang, who was standing in front, suddenly turned around, stared at Wu Tinghan with an extremely excited expression, and asked her excitedly, Jiu Ying Chao Dian? Zhangjiacun said that "Nine Infants go to the palace to determine the universe"?
When Wu Tinghan heard this, he asked coldly, is there a second kind of Nine Infants in the world?
Mr. Wang was not extinguished by Wu Tinghan's sarcastic remarks. Instead, he was even more excited than before. He even murmured to himself and repeated, "It's really the secret skill of Zhangjiacun, the Nine Infants, to the palace!" The real thing is the secret technique of Zhangjiacun, Jiuying Chaodian!
The way he looks now reminds me of a person I studied in the previous text——Fan Jin after winning the national examination!
Isn't it just a craftsmanship, why are you so excited?
You were tortured into a dog by the Wu family's secret art of sealing the border painting world before, and I never saw you so excited!
Mr. Wang said, you know nothing! This family secret...
When he said this, he suddenly paused, and then his face suddenly changed drastically. From the previous excitement, he became full of vigilance. He couldn't help but stretched his right hand behind him, squinted his eyes and asked Wu Tinghan, "Who are you?" Why don't you know the Zhang family's secret skills?
Looking at Mr. Wang's posture, if Wu Tinghan's answer was wrong, he would pull out the ax from his waist and fight her for three hundred rounds.
Seeing this, I hurriedly stopped in front of Mr. Wang and told him, I didn't tell you about Mai. She and Zhang Hazi are good friends.
Mr. Wang snorted coldly, obviously not believing such remarks, but saying that no matter how good the relationship is, he is still an outsider after all. I don't believe that Zhang Hazi can pass on such important craftsmanship to a foreigner!
I was moved by Mr. Wang because I know that the craftsmen in our country have had sectarian views since ancient times and have always believed in the "golden words" of teaching apprentices to starve the master to death. Logically speaking, Zhang Hazi would not pass on this secret technique to outsiders.
But I quickly thought of another possibility. Let me tell you, do you still remember Luo Xiaoyang? He is her cousin, and he and Zhang Hazi have a life-long friendship. With this kind of love, it is no longer an ordinary friendship.
Mr. Wang still didn't believe it and asked me, do you think this is possible? Not to mention that there was a layer of relationship between them. Even if she and Zhang Hazi had a life-long friendship, Zhang Hazi would not necessarily teach her this secret technique.
After finishing speaking, Mr. Wang stared at Wu Tinghan and asked her without blinking, tell the truth, who are you? Did you learn this secret secretly?
From the beginning, Wu Tinghan stood there with his arms folded and watched Mr. Wang's conversation with me, as if he had no intention of explaining anything.
When she heard Mr. Wang's ultimatum-like question, she remained indifferent. Instead, she asked coldly, "Wang Minghua, do you deserve to question me?"
Domineering!
Incomparably domineering!
I could even clearly see Mr. Wang's face twitching involuntarily several times. I knew that it was an expression that only appeared when he was extremely embarrassed.
It's true, Mr. Wang, you can't even beat someone, but if you still question them with such a forceful attitude, they will definitely not look good on you - at least you should have a gentler attitude.
Just as I was about to open my mouth to smooth things over, Wu Ting coldly glared at me and told me, "Get out of my way if you don't want to die!"
okay!
I stretched out my hand to pull Mr. Wang away, but I saw Mr. Wang standing motionless at the door, as if he wanted to fight Wu Tinghan to the end.
Seeing him like this, I immediately became anxious and hurriedly told Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang, now is not the time to discuss this. It is important to save the fellow villagers first, so don't waste time.
But Mr. Wang shook his head firmly and said, college student, don’t you understand the current situation? This guy named Wu Di is probably not here to help!
When I heard this, I was immediately confused. I said, if she is not here to help, what else could she be here to do? I have been with her all the way and I absolutely believe in her character.
Mr. Wang shook his head again and said that the most taboo person in a craftsman family is to secretly learn craftsmanship from other craftsmen, because history has proven that such people often have great ambitions. She can even secretly learn Zhangjiacun's craftsmanship. How can you guarantee that she will have no idea about your luck?
I tell you, I can guarantee it! If she had any thoughts about this luck, she would have killed me hundreds of times along the way.
Mr. Wang snorted coldly and said, your current luck has only lasted for a few decades, and she may not have taken a fancy to you at all. She is interested in the luck behind the Baili Corpse Monument! Let me tell you, you should know the seriousness of this matter, right?
If that was the case, then when she entered the main room of Chen Guzi's house, she probably wasn't going to light the sky lanterns, but to speed up the process of building the Baili Corpse Monument!
No wonder Mr. Wang knew he couldn't beat Wu Tinghan, but he still stopped at the door.
Mr. Wang continued, I had some doubts before, why son, you will encounter paper figures to deliver the souls on the road, why son, as soon as you entered the village, it didn’t take long for her to call us to see the fellow villagers. Kneel down in the house, and Why did Zizi send us away to prepare various things... Humph, it turns out they were all preparing for the Baili Corpse Monument!
My eyes almost popped out of my head when I heard this. Because judging from the meaning of Mr. Wang's words, isn't this Wu Tinghan the old carpenter who has been hiding in our village?
How can this be?
I obviously met her in Laosicheng, and she was obviously a painter, and she was still so young, so how could she be an old carpenter?
Mr. Wang said, you can go to Laosicheng, why can't she go? I can't tell you that she followed you all the way to Laosicheng, so you met her by chance. She looks young, but do you know that face on her head is what she really looks like?
He went on to say that she could even secretly learn the secret skills of Zhangjiacun, so why couldn’t she learn the craftsmanship of our carpenters? College student, tell yourself, is it possible that she is the old carpenter? !
Mr. Wang's analysis is flawless. It's hard for me to believe that he inferred so many things from Wu Tinghan's meeting with Jiuying Palace.
But I have to say that his rhetoric is very convincing.
I can even give him some improvements and additions, such as when Luo Xiaoyang said she wanted to come and have a look, but she took the initiative to come; for example, when crossing the bridge, I did what she said, but something went wrong; For example, on the highway, she herself is a painter, but she has been trapped in the painter's line of craftsmanship for so long...
I looked at Wu Tinghan with some confusion, unable to explain how I felt now. Although I don't want to believe it, Mr. Wang's rhetoric is really hard to refute.
Mr. Wang also looked at Wu Tinghan and finally asked, "Is it because I said nothing because I didn't speak?"
Wu Tinghan glanced at Mr. Wang, then at me, and then uttered two words coldly from his mouth: Idiot!
After finishing speaking, regardless of Mr. Wang's obstruction, Wu Tinghan raised his leg and kicked Mr. Wang into the pile of small animal corpses. After Mr. Wang's body landed on the ground, he slid back a lot and used his body to forcefully carve a path on the ground.
After Mr. Wang's body stopped, Wu Tinghan stepped forward and walked towards the yard. I originally wanted to stop her, but she glared at her and I froze on the spot unable to move. I could only watch her figure walking towards the main room step by step.
When she passed Mr. Wang, she suddenly stopped, looked at Mr. Wang condescendingly, and asked, if you had a grandson, would you allow your grandson to teach your grandson the craftsmanship of the Wang family?
Mr. Wang didn't even think about it, he just said that as long as she had talent, she would have a hundred wishes...
Before he finished speaking, Mr. Wang suddenly froze, and then looked at Wu Tinghan, his face full of surprise.
He said, do you mean that you are his Zhang Hazi...?
Before Mr. Wang could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Wu Tinghan. She said, let alone I can learn the Jiuying Chaodian, even if it is an imitation of the Zhang family, as long as I want to learn it, I can still learn it!
After she finished speaking, she paused, then looked at Mr. Wang coldly and said, now, do you have any questions?
I saw Mr. Wang, who originally had a shocked expression on his face, immediately returned to his previous flattering smile after hearing Wu Tinghan's words. He stood up from the ground shamelessly, patted his butt and told me, I will tell him. Damn, there may be something wrong with you, because that guy is just making random guesses.
After he finished speaking, he shouted at me, you are a time lapser, why don't you apologize to Senior Wu?
I feel so wronged!
But I really should apologize to Wu Tinghan. At least when Mr. Wang doubted her, I did not stand firmly on her side. There was even a moment when I followed Mr. Wang in doubting her.
Based on this suspicion, I should say sorry to her.
But just as I was about to speak, I was choked back by Wu Tinghan's words. She said that it would not be too late to apologize after I have the chance to live through tonight.
After saying that, she called me into the main room, threw the hemp rope on the Eight Immortals table to me, and told me to soak it in kerosene and don't remove the mark.
At the same time, he told Mr. Wang to get rid of those things outside.
Mr. Wang responded happily, found a big bamboo broom, and vigorously cleaned up the carcasses of the small animals.
I found a washbasin for washing my face, poured kerosene in, and prepared to soak the hemp rope, but Wu Tinghan stopped me. She said, your grandfather never taught you that you should do evil things in the main room. Southeast corner?
I shook my head, indicating that I had never heard of it.
She shook her head slightly, not sure whether she was disappointed or speechless, and finally pointed to the corner on the right side of the main room and told me to squat there and get it done.
Then I carefully walked over with the washbasin, and then put the hemp rope in, making sure that the kerosene was crossed and the kerosene nodules were not soaked thoroughly enough.
Wu Tinghan walked to the Eight Immortals table and made a very strange gesture with her hands. From my angle, I could clearly see her movements. Except for the thumb and index finger being straightened and aligned with each other, the rest of the fingers were intertwined with each other. .
Then both hands go up at the same time, raised above the head, and when they go down again, let the first fragrance pass through the palms of both hands, and finally pass through the circle formed by the thumbs and index fingers of both hands. Finally, close the hands and press forward with the thumbs. Hold the fragrance firmly in your palm.
I took a look at the fragrance and found that the fragrance was still flashing with red light, and there were waves of cigarettes curling up. Then I suddenly realized that this cigarette was lit at noon. The sun had already set for a while, and it was actually as long as Nothing has changed!
Before I could figure out what was going on, I saw Wu Tinghan not moving his hands, but bending his upper body heavily, bowing to the porcelain bowl, and whispering: Send Qin Guang to ask for his long life!
When the words fell, Wu Tinghan raised her hands and pulled out the scented cigarette from the egg. Then she loosened her hands and the complete cigarette in her hand instantly turned into powder and disappeared.
Not only that, the egg in the bowl also rotted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a puddle of yellow water, mixed with the wine, and was indistinguishable.
After finishing the first fragrance, she used the same method to get the second one, but the handprint was completely different from before. Except for the thumbs facing each other, the other four fingers are all intertwined. When bending down and bowing, what he says in his mouth is also different from before:
Send it to the Chu River to avoid good or bad luck!
After pulling out the second stick of fragrance, Wu Tinghan moved faster than before. I couldn't see clearly how her hands formed the mudra. I could only vaguely hear the sound coming from her mouth:
The three sent Emperor Song through the black rope...
Four sent five senses across the blood pool...
…
Ten send the wheel to decide the world!
When she recited the last words, she had no scent left, but she still bowed deeply towards the shrine, and then when she spread her palms, there was a yellow slender roll in her hands.
When she finished speaking, she accurately inserted the piece of paper into one of the four wells on the portrait of Chen Guzi! The thickness is just in line with the copper coin eye, neither big nor small.
And at this moment, I suddenly realized that the ten sentences Wu Tinghan had recited before were not sent to sages who were not human beings. Qin Guang, Chu Jiang, Song Emperor... Zhuanlun were all titles of the Ten Palaces of Hell!
Doesn't that mean that the Nine Infants are not facing the main hall of the human world, but the Tenth Hall of Hell?
As soon as the thought came to my mind, outside the hall and in the yard, a green fire shot into the sky...
