Looking at this magical scene, I was stunned. Where did those papers go? How do you say it disappears?
Mr. Wang said angrily that there was no paper in the first place, but after Yize measured the bodies, they tricked us into thinking they were wrapped in paper. Now that Yize Liang's corpse has been destroyed, when we look at them again, they will naturally become what they were before.
Let me tell you, so, is this an illusion? But that's not right. When I carried her down the mountain, she was indeed unusually light.
Mr. Wang said, you will think in your head that her body has turned into paper. If you don't hold her gently, you will be a fool!
This reminds me of the science fiction movies I have seen before, which say that humans enter the virtual world through technology. If you die in the virtual world, the person in reality will also die. I think it should be the same as my experience. Same reason.
After Mr. Wang finished explaining to me, he sat down on the ground, sweating profusely, and muttered to himself, "I finally got it back, I'm so exhausted!"
As soon as I finished speaking, the kerosene lamp on the table went out without warning, and the scorching heat also disappeared. Only then did I realize that my whole body was soaked again.
I asked Mr. Wang if everything was okay, and he waved his hand to me and said, "Ha is not going to die for the time being. You go see Senior Ha Wu first."
I then stood up and walked towards Wu Tinghan. From a distance, I saw that all the pieces of paper on her body were gone, and she returned to her previous stunning appearance. Only when I got closer did I realize that her eyes were still closed. I shouted several times, but she didn't open her eyes.
I hurriedly asked Mr. Wang, how could this happen?
Mr. Wang thought for a while and said that he would not wake up until he was taken out of the water.
So I brought a chair and sat down next to her, so that when she wakes up, I can hear and carry out her requests as soon as possible.
Mr. Wang also got up from the ground. I hurriedly walked over and tried to help him sit down on the chair, but he pushed me away, then walked to the other side of Wu Tinghan with the chair and sat down on his own. Down.
Just like that, I walked over and sat next to Wu Tinghan with Mr. Wang, leaning on the back of the chair and looking at the messy yard filled with moonlight.
A cool breeze blew through the courtyard, causing me to tighten my clothes unconsciously. Then I realized that it was even colder, so I ignored it and slumped down on the chair, looking at the messy courtyard. A moment of melancholy.
I'm not afraid of the trouble of cleaning up, but I don't know if Wu Tinghan will wake up. What should we do next?
For a while, Mr. Wang and I didn't speak, we just sat quietly, not knowing whether we were enjoying the tranquility of the night or thinking about the future.
After a long time, I saw that Mr. Wang seemed to have regained some strength, and then I asked the question I wanted to know most, why did my grandfather attack Wu Tinghan?
Mr. Wang said that he was not specifically targeting Senior Wu, but that at that time, whoever went up the mountain would be "measured to death".
What's the point of this? Isn't it because Wu Tinghan moved the coffin into my yard and prevented the Baili Corpse Monument from being activated, so my grandfather attacked Wu Tinghan?
Mr. Wang shook his head and said, I've told you, your grandfather's attack on Wu Tinghan had nothing to do with the Baili Corpse Monument. Why can't you remember it?
Let me tell you, it's not that I can't remember, but it's that my grandfather didn't attack earlier than later. Why did he attack Wu Tinghan as soon as the coffin was moved in?
Mr. Wang said that only when Chen Guzi dropped the coffin into your yard could your grandfather have any way to tamper with the coffin.
I asked, why is this?
He said, because the only place your grandfather could control during his lifetime was the three-thirds of an acre of your house. Once out of this place, he had no way to guarantee whether his craftsmanship would be successful.
I couldn't understand this, so I asked him, when you craftsmen display your craftsmanship, do you still have to choose a place? Pay attention to the right time, right place and right people? But I see that when you display your craftsmanship, you don’t choose a particular place.
Except when Wu Tinghan asked me to soak the hemp rope in the southeast corner of the main room when lighting the sky lanterns; when Mr. Wang tied up the paper man substitute for me, he also did it in the southeast corner. At other times, they did not use their craftsmanship. Different places.
Mr. Wang said, you idiot, this is the trick he left behind during his lifetime! If you put it somewhere else, can you guarantee that it won't be discovered by others and erase his craftsmanship? Therefore, only by staying in the yard of your house can you ensure the success of Yize Measuring Corpse.
At that time, as long as Chen Guzi buries the coffin in your yard, he will start planning to measure the body with Yize! No matter who goes up the mountain at that time, they will be attacked, so your grandfather is not specifically targeting Senior Wu. What a simple truth, but you can’t understand it?
I understand this truth, and I had guessed from the beginning that Wu Tinghan's fall was related to Chen Guzi's coffin. But what I don’t understand is how Mr. Wang was so sure that it was my grandfather who did the measuring of Yize’s body.
After all, since my grandfather wanted to cut off the Baili Corpse Monument, he shouldn't have set up a tactic like measuring the body to prevent others from stealing the coffin, because as long as those people stole the coffin and then activated the Baili Corpse Monument, then the Baili Corpse Monument would be destroyed. It’s more in line with my grandfather’s original plan.
But he wanted to create a Yize to measure the corpse so that others could not steal the coffin. Wouldn't this conflict with his original plan?
It makes no sense at all!
When Mr. Wang heard this, he sighed, and then slowly told me, I used to think so, but it wasn’t until I saw them all turned into paper figures on the slope, holding your memorial tablet in their hands, that I I want to understand that your grandfather's ambition is greater than I imagined.
I finally got to the point. I have been waiting for this moment for a long time. I have always wanted to ask. Unfortunately, I was pressed for time and I never found the right opportunity to ask.
Let me tell you, intercepting the Baili Corpse Monument has given me great luck. Isn't it the ambition that my grandfather has been trying to achieve for fifty-five years?
After hearing what I said, Mr. Wang sneered and said, compared with what he is doing now, cutting off the Baili Corpse Monument is nothing!
Mr. Wang's simple words made me confused. It was such a big deal to cut off the Hu Baili Corpse Monument, but it turned out to be nothing more than a fart? So how awesome does what my grandfather is doing now have to be?
Mr. Wang did not answer me, but asked me, do you know about the nine empty grave pits in the back mountain? Why are they all dry when I go to see them during the day, but when I go to see them at night, there are more empty graves. Dripping water?
I shook my head and said, how could I know such a thing? It hasn't rained recently, so logically this shouldn't happen.
After he finished speaking, I asked him again, do you know what's going on?
Mr. Wang still did not respond to me, but continued to ask me, if I guessed correctly, you should be 22 years old this year, right?
I nodded, and then asked him, why did he suddenly ask me my age?
He said, as I guessed, 22 is correct.
I was even more confused and asked him hurriedly, what happened to me at the age of 22? Could it be...could it have something to do with my birth?
I haven't seen my parents since I was a child. Is there a special identity hidden in my age?
When I think of this, I can't help but get a little excited.
I knew it, I knew it, my grandfather was so awesome, how could I, his grandson, be an ordinary commoner? !
I must be one of those peerless geniuses in novels, but my cultivation talent has been sealed. I am just waiting for a certain moment to come, and then I will unlock my seal, and from then on I will soar into the sky, stunning everyone!
And this moment, I think, should be when I am 22 years old!
Yes, that must be the case!
After listening to my analysis, Mr. Wang's tired face was full of contempt.
After he let out a long sigh, he quietly told me that while others read novels to kill time and enjoy themselves, you read novels to get completely trapped and possessed. Oh, there is no help!
Let me tell you, if this is not the case, then why are you asking me if I am 22 years old?
Mr. Wang said, have you ever thought about how many times you have died since your grandfather died?
If anyone else asked me this, I would definitely think of him as a psychopath, call the police and send him to a mental hospital. But when Mr. Wang asked me this, I thought it was reasonable because I had seen with my own eyes the scene where he killed me.
So I said, you used a wooden man to replace my body and bury me alive. In addition, my grandfather used Chen Guzi’s mourning hall to perform rituals for me. This was the first time I died. Then on the way back, I met a paper man to deliver my soul. Wu Ting Han knocked the coffin into the mountain. This was the second time;
The third time was when Mr. Wang made a paper figurine for me, and then another headless paper figurine took off the paper figurine’s head. Mr. Wang buried the paper figurine in the back hill; the fourth time was when I saw the paper figurine facing the mourning hall in the main room. I bent down and bowed, but ended up knocking my head against the wall; then Wu Tinghan and the other nine people on the mountain all held my coffin...
This adds up to a total of thirteen times.
I thought I had calculated carefully enough, but Mr. Wang shook his head and said, no, it should be twenty-two.
I smiled and asked him, "Where did those extra nine times come from? Could it be that you secretly buried me nine times when I was not in the village?"
Mr. Wang looked at me again like I was an idiot, and then told me word by word, don’t forget, there is water in those nine empty graves, and their reflections in the water, and their shadows, are also yours. Tablet!
When I heard this, the smile on my face instantly froze. If we add these nine times, thirteen plus nine will be exactly twenty-two times!
I couldn't calm down anymore, so I hurriedly asked Mr. Wang, why is this happening?
Mr. Wang said, this is your grandfather's real ambition. Not only does he want you to hide it from the sky, he also wants you to cross the sea! From the beginning, he has been planning something to make you immortal!
