Thinking about this vulnerability gave me goosebumps all over my body.
So I hurriedly told Mr. Wang that according to your theory, the headless paper man had no eyes at first and found me with just one breath. Then after it was installed with the paper man’s head that you pricked, wouldn’t it be there? Eyes?
Now that he has eyes, if he stretched his head and stared at the door for most of the night, didn't he see that I was still alive?
If I were still alive, wouldn't it come in and pick off my head again?
When I think of this, the goosebumps on my body are about to fall off.
It was so horrible, I felt like I was walking on the edge of death!
But after I finished speaking, Mr. Wang had a faint smile on his face, which seemed to be quite proud, which was in sharp contrast to the anxiety and panic on my face.
Looking at him like this, I asked, why are you not worried about this loophole at all? ----Could it be that you expected it early on?
Mr. Wang shook his head and said, don't look at me with such admiring eyes. It wasn't me who thought of it, it was Senior Wu. If you want to worship her, then worship her.
I frowned, glanced at Wu Tinghan, and found that she still had no intention of speaking, so I had to turn my attention to Mr. Wang.
I asked him how to solve this vulnerability?
Mr. Wang said, did you remember that I asked you to use a judge pen to draw the eyes on that paper man?
Of course I remember it, but I don’t understand it. Drawing eyes is equivalent to helping the other person, right? If that's the case, why draw the eyes?
Mr. Wang was not in a hurry to answer me, but smiled rather proudly, and then asked me, tell me, let me ask you, if you put your eyes in, under normal circumstances, can you see your own brain?
I just said it without thinking, without seeing it.
He said, isn’t that necessary? You put the drops on those eyes with your own hands, which is equivalent to putting the drops on your own eyes. In the absence of a mirror, you can tell yourself that if you put the drops on your eyes, would you be able to see the drops on your head?
When I heard this, I was stunned. It was like there was a light in my head and it suddenly exploded!
Mr. Wang snorted coldly and said, let alone watching it in the middle of the night, even if it watches for the rest of its life, it will not be able to see your head!
After hearing this, I felt like I was stunned. I never thought that such a small finishing touch could have such a magical effect and exquisiteness!
Of course, what surprised me the most was Wu Tinghan.
After all, Mr. Wang looked confused after listening to my narrative and didn't know what to do next.
But Wu Tinghan was different. Even if she was seriously injured, even if she was still sleeping when I was knocked on the door by the paper man, she knew what was going to happen just based on my description to Mr. Wang. What will happen, and he has thought up such a clever response strategy in advance? How can this ability not make people admire him in admiration?
After lunch, I put away the food, and then suddenly thought of a question, so I hurriedly asked Mr. Wang, if the paper man went back and found that it was not my head, would he come again at night? If this is the case, won’t I have to sleep with a paper man in my arms from now on?
Mr. Wang said, probably not. The purpose of it is to knock your brain off. Since the purpose has been achieved, the craftsmanship should be completed. If it wants to cause trouble for you again, it will have to be reorganized, so it should be fine.
Let me tell you, what if the other party still has some backup plans?
Mr. Wang sneered and said, don't I have any backup plans? Otherwise, why do you think I would go to such unnecessary lengths and bury your body in the back mountain?
I asked quickly, why?
He said, I have already buried you, and it is true that you are dead. Even if the paper man comes to see you again, he will only think that you are dead. No matter how unwilling you are, you will only dig up the grave, and you will have nothing to do with it.
No wonder Mr. Wang was wailing in pain at that time. It turned out that he was shouting to the paper man, so that he would think that I was really dead.
I have to say, awesome! Even the details and back-up plan can be considered so clearly and arranged in an orderly manner. In addition to being awesome, it is still awesome!
After being excited for a while, I thought of another thing, so I asked Mr. Wang, I can understand that the headless paper man cut my head off, after all, it wanted to kill me, but why did it bother to remove my left leg as well? Already?
Besides, since the other party really wants to kill me, they should send someone who walks on two legs. This way the efficiency will be much faster. It's faster than jumping around on one leg, right?
Mr. Wang said, do you still remember when I was born?
I definitely remember this. I almost fainted from the fright of the paper head in the cage on his back!
Mr. Wang said that if one thing is exchanged for another thing, if the other party uses the paper man's head and left leg to replace me alive, the paper man will naturally be retrieved from our body. So if you really think about it, you were the one who saved my life.
Mr. Wang's words made me a little confused. Didn't he say before that the paper man was found with my breath? Why are you saying now that I took the blame for him?
Mr. Wang said that after I came back, if I hadn’t asked you to help me carry the cage, when I lifted the cage, would I be the first one to see the eyes on the paper head inside? ? When the time comes when you hear a knock on the door, it will be me. Do you think you will save me from this disaster?
I nodded, thinking that was the truth, so I said excitedly, it seems that I am not useless, I can finally do something for you.
Mr. Wang rolled his eyes at me and said angrily, bullshit! If you hear the knock on the door and it's me, do you think the following things will happen?
Forehead……
I ran out of words again and didn't know how to respond to this sentence.
Indeed, if it was Mr. Wang who heard the knock on the door, no matter whose voice the paper man imitated, Mr. Wang would not believe it, and naturally he would not open the gap in the courtyard door. Then what happens next , it will naturally be avoided.
This is called killing the problem from the source!
I smiled awkwardly at Mr. Wang and expressed my apology, but Mr. Wang reached out and patted me on the shoulder, saying that it must have been my mistake. I didn't expect that the other person would even dare to make up his mind. I was careless, what kind of apology can you give me?
I quickly waved my hand and said, I shouldn't have opened the door, it was my fault.
Wu Tinghan, who had been silent until now, suddenly interjected, is it meaningful to discuss who is right and who is wrong now?
Mr. Wang and I shut up at the same time after hearing this, like elementary school students who made mistakes and were criticized and educated in front of the teacher.
After a while, Mr. Wang said, when I saw the paper man's head, I knew something was going to be bad, so I deliberately crushed that head, just to make it ignore you and instead hold grudges. I.
At this point, Mr. Wang paused and continued, I originally thought that I crushed its head when I crushed it, and this karma would come back to my head, and it would make me give it back one of its heads. Who knows that I walked back and forth many times without any trouble coming to me, but in the end I came to find you.
I know Mr. Wang is doing it for my own good, and like Wu Tinghan, he cannot accept that he has made a mistake.
But I really don’t think it’s anything, and I don’t need Mr. Wang to explain it to me. I really don’t mind at all. On the contrary, it was because of my ignorance that he suffered so much, which made me really feel bad.
After lunch, Wu Tinghan asked the two of us to accompany her around the village.
I knew what she wanted to see, so I followed her to the left and right of Mr. Wang and walked towards the outside of the hospital.
Before leaving the yard, I had been praying in my heart that I must see the villagers. Otherwise, Mr. Wang and Wu Tinghan had been busy lighting sky lanterns all night, and it would probably be in vain.
Fortunately, not long after we went out, we met a fellow villager squatting at the door eating. After seeing me, he greeted me and asked Wu Tinghan if she was the wife I was looking for in the city - you see, this is a normal way of greeting acquaintances, which is completely different from the way the proprietress of a noodle restaurant would say hello.
After walking around the village, the three of us walked towards the back mountain without knowing it.
Different from when I left the village, there was no water in the nine pits. After several days of sun exposure, the soil had already dried and cracked.
After taking a look at all the nine pits, we went up the mountain in unison, and finally stopped in front of my grandfather's grave. After each of us offered three pillars of incense to my grandfather, we squatted, sat, and stood before my grandfather's grave. In the semicircle in front of the grave, he looked at the foot of the mountain without saying a word.
A gust of mountain wind blew by, and Wu Tinghan asked Mr. Wang, have you ever thought about why Chen Guzi's portrait shed tears?
This is the most urgent problem at present, even more urgent than solving the problem of the Eight Immortals Carrying the Coffin. After all, lighting the sky lantern can only temporarily delay the activation time of the Baili Corpse Monument, but it cannot completely solve it.
And it is impossible for Wu Tinghan and Mr. Wang to stay in the village for the rest of their lives, let alone guard the sky lantern for the rest of their lives. Besides, even if they were willing, this is not realistic - after all, a knife is hanging on the neck and may fall at any time. Who can bear this kind of mental pressure?
Mr. Wang shook his head and said, I have been thinking about this problem in the past few days, but I have never found the reason.
Wu Tinghan said, where did you bury Chen Guzi's coffin?
Mr. Wang smiled bitterly and said, the first thing I thought of was that there was something wrong with the coffin, but I checked carefully and found that no matter it was the Feng Shui position or the angle, there was no problem. It shouldn't be the problem with the coffin. .
If it were me, I might believe it after hearing this. After all, Mr. Wang is an old craftsman. He still has the most basic judgment and will not make mistakes on this kind of thing.
But Wu Tinghan shook his head after hearing this and said, apart from the coffin being related to Chen Guzi, is there anything else in this village that can make its portrait shed tears?
Mr. Wang thought for a while and said, this is what I can't figure out. But I personally chose the place for that coffin, so there was no way it could go wrong.
Wu Tinghan said, naturally you can't make mistakes, but someone will make you make mistakes.
I saw Mr. Wang obviously stunned after hearing this, and then he said to Wu Tinghan, "You mean, someone tampered with Chen Guzi's coffin?"
Wu Tinghan shook his head gently, reached out and pushed the messed up hair behind his ears, and said, I can't tell whether there was any manipulation or not, and I won't know until I go to see it. But I think it's very likely.
I couldn't hold it back and asked her, why?
She said, because after all the impossibilities are eliminated, the remaining one, no matter how impossible it is, must be the truth.
I thought this sentence seemed familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had heard it.
But I didn't go into it, but asked Mr. Wang, where did you bury Chen Guzi's coffin?
When Mr. Wang heard this, he said quite proudly that it was a place you would never guess.
When I was still thinking about where I couldn't guess, Wu Tinghan already said bluntly, go to the ancestral hall!
I saw Mr. Wang’s eyes widen and his mouth wide open after hearing this, looking at Wu Tinghan’s back walking down the mountain with a look of surprise, as if he had seen a ghost...
