In the dark night, the night wind on the top of the mountain was a bit scary. Zhang Hazi's words were like pouring a bucket of ice water on me. When the night wind blew, my whole body began to shiver uncontrollably.
Zhang Hazi once said that my grandparents left twenty-four graves on the back hill of Laosicheng. Including the last one I dug myself, there were twenty-five graves in total. They were all buried with me. This method is called "hiding the truth from the sky".
And Ling Jiang, who was pregnant with my child, was sealed in that bronze blood coffin and flowed eastward along with the underground river. The whole process was considered to be 'crossing the sea'.
I am just a semi-finished product, and the child in her belly is the finished product that truly completes 'hiding the truth from the sky'.
I firmly believe in this, and take this as my belief, which has always supported me to never give up and look forward. Not only must I live a good life, but I must also take good care of myself, in order to look forward to seeing Ling Jiang, mother and son again. I can show my best side to them.
But now, Zhang Hazi told me that our previous guesses about hiding the truth were all wrong!
I am not a half-finished product, and my children are not finished products. Even mother and son cannot continue to live. They are just victims who died in vain in exchange for my life!
The faith that had supported me for five years suddenly collapsed. I felt that the mountains below me were shaking violently, and the whole sky suddenly spun. Then I could no longer hold on, and everything went black before my eyesight, and I fell to the ground.
Before I completely lost consciousness, I only heard Zhang Hazi’s calling over and over again. I didn’t know anything about what happened after that.
When I woke up again, it was already noon the next day.
I found myself lying in a wooden house, the most common kind in rural areas. Apart from a bed, a table and four chairs, there was nothing else in the house. It was so simple that it made people feel sad.
After looking around the room, I remembered the conversation I had with Zhang Hazi last night. Just as this thought arose, a sad thought suddenly sprang up from the bottom of my heart, and then swept through my whole body in an instant. The spinning feeling from the previous day came again. As it hit, my vision gradually became blurred.
But at this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind me and slapped my shoulder from bottom to top. In just three blows, the dizzy feeling I had just dissipated instantly; after the palm slapped on the other shoulder, I completely woke up and no longer felt dizzy.
"I have an ancestor in your house, and I don't know whether to tell you or not, but you want me to tell you. After I said it, you lost your mind again. If I hadn't reacted quickly, I would have thanked you for helping you. , you just go directly to see Mr. Marx."
Zhang Hazi's voice came from behind me. I turned around and realized that he was sitting directly in front of my bed. Because he was also leaning against the wall, when I sat up and looked around, I missed the blind spot. Lost.
Looking at his haggard expression, I knew he must have been staying here last night. But when I thought that he couldn't see his own eyes and still wanted to take care of me, I felt uncomfortable and self-blame.
I wanted to say sorry and thank you, but when the words came to my lips, I couldn't say them out. When I finally thought of Ling Jiang, my eyes quickly turned red, and I would burst into tears on the bedside if I wasn't careful.
Fortunately, Zhang Hazi couldn't see me, otherwise he would have scolded me like a bitch again.
I hurriedly collected my emotions, and then told Zhang Hazi, I'm fine, you can go and catch up on some sleep.
He was a little surprised and asked me, why don't you want to ask me about Didi?
I shook my head and said, I want to ask a lot of questions, but I will wait until you have a rest before I talk.
After saying that, I stood up and gave the bed to Zhang Hazi, while I walked to the door of the room on my own, intending to go out for some air.
Zhang Hazi did not stop me, but nodded, got on the bed without ceremony, and fell asleep.
When I closed the door smoothly, I saw that Zhang Hazi was probably asleep, so I moved lightly and tried not to make any noise to disturb him.
After walking out of the main room, I realized that he and I were back at Xie Bugui's house again. Xie Bugui just sat under the eaves, staring at the scenery in the yard in a daze. Even if I walked behind him, he didn't notice.
It wasn't until I brought a chair myself, sat next to him, and then deliberately coughed and roared that he seemed to wake up from a dream, until I woke up.
After he saw me, he couldn't help but sigh, "Haha, Zhang Hazi has the skills to save even the lost souls. If it were me, you would die on the spot on the top of the mountain."
I know Zhang Hazi’s methods. It’s not an exaggeration to describe them as miraculous. But what I didn't understand was that he was from Xiejia Village, and his ancestors were all terrifying to all the craftsmen. Why could he not even know how to call the soul when he came here?
Xie Bugui heard the words and said, in our lineage, the craftsmanship has been basically lost to my father's generation. Now that I am here, I can only learn everything by myself and understand the craftsmanship itself. There are not many, and if you don’t know where to start, you will naturally lose the craftsmanship over time.
I know why the art of craftsmanship was lost to his father’s generation. Because in that man-made disaster, those who were proficient in craftsmanship basically died, leaving behind only the old, weak, sick and disabled who could not learn craftsmanship. Under such a disconnected situation, it is strange that Xie Bugui and the others could learn craftsmanship.
Without a whole generation of inheritance, if the Xie family's Kun Xing technique can be passed down, it will be a ghost.
So when Xie Bugui said that he was amazed by Zhang Ha's skills, he was not flattering him, but he really thought Zhang Ha's skills were awesome.
After seeing me nodding, he continued, and generally I can call the soul, but your situation is a bit special. After the soul is lost, you don’t know where the soul will drift to and grow old, you can’t determine its location, and you don’t know where it will go. In which direction is the soul called?
Let me tell you, when I fainted at the top of the mountain, I just shouted directly to the mountain. Apart from there, where else could my soul drift to in the short distance down the mountain?
Xie Bugui shook his head and said, "Ha, if you shout before you go down the mountain, you won't be able to come back." I yelled at you for two more days, but you couldn't come back. In the end, it was Zhang Hazi who took action and shouted you back (come back) with all your soul.
I was shocked after hearing this. Tell me, you mean, I was in a coma for two days and two nights?
He shook his head again and said, it was five days and five nights! In the past two days, everyone in the village thought that you could not be saved. In the end, it was Zhang Hazi who stood on the roof and screamed for three days and three nights before he saved you.
I glanced sideways at the closed door, and then I understood why Zhang Hazi didn't reject me just now, but fell asleep directly. It is difficult for ordinary people to stay awake for three days and three nights, let alone someone who has been crying for three days and three nights.
A deep self-blame welled up from the bottom of my heart and would not go away for a long time.
After a long time, I asked Xie whether he was returning or what happened to the tombs on the mountain.
He said, don't worry, nothing will happen, they will all be buried in their original positions. Everyone in the village also knows what happened back then. Some people believe it and some people don't. Those who don't believe it will go to the mountains to dig graves. After digging, everyone will believe it. Now I'm waiting for you to wake up and verify it with you face to face.
I understand the feelings of the villagers very well. After all, they already had a reasonable understanding of what happened in the past fifty-five years. As a result, Zhang Hazi and I overturned all their understandings when we came. No matter who you put the matter on, you can't believe it easily.
I nodded to express my agreement, then took the opportunity to thank you and said, do you know where your grandfather and the others went sixty-five years ago?
Like the villagers, they didn't want to believe it easily, so they wanted to find me to verify it face to face. I also didn't want to easily believe that 'hiding the truth from the sky' meant trading two lives for one, so I wanted to find Xie Chuanyin and verify it with him in person!
