With that said, Zhang Hazi walked out the door with the bamboo knife in hand, and I followed closely.
Although Xie Bugui is bloody, he also knows that if this matter gets serious, it will be of no benefit to Zhang Hazi and me, so he tries his best to stop us.
Zhang Hazi borrowed the donkey from Poxia, saying that it was for Xie Bugui's sake that he gave face to the man named Xie Buxin, otherwise he would be chopped into pieces.
The whole dinner was spent in this noisy atmosphere. After nightfall, Xie Bugui and his father only showed their faces once and disappeared. I sat under the eaves with Zhang Hazi and looked at the stars over the yard.
The star-studded night sky gives people an inexplicable sense of tranquility, making people feel like they are leisurely.
In the past five years, I have been running around, and it has always been a life-or-death test. I have rarely had such a leisurely and comfortable life as now, so that for a moment, I actually had an unreal feeling, as if what I was seeing in front of me, It's all just a dream of mine.
Neither Zhang Hazi nor I spoke, we just sat quietly, letting time pass by bit by bit.
After a long silence, I saw Zhang Hazi's thoughtful expression, so I asked him, what are you thinking about, so serious?
Zhang Hazi said, I thought, so many things happened, why did you Ziha survive?
Zhang Hazi has always been narcissistic. When he said this, I naturally thought that he wanted me to praise him.
So I said, okay, okay, I know it's because of you that I can survive. Tell me what kind of thank you you want to hear. As long as I know how to do it, I will definitely make it comfortable for you.
But Zhang Hazi looked at me with contempt and said, do you think I am joking with you?
Looking at his expression, I knew that things were not as simple as I thought, so I asked, wasn't it because you kept calling my soul for me that I could survive?
Zhang Hazi said, you wore a soul-calming bell around your neck, and the funeral procession didn't even send your soul away. After you got here, just because of a few words from me, your soul floated away?
After hearing this, I realized that this matter was indeed a bit strange.
You know, when we were on Duantou Road, Zhang Hazi told me that some people want me to die, and some want me to use my profound craftsmanship, so I believe that no matter which side they are, they will never I will miss this great opportunity when I am desperate.
I asked Zhang Hazi, does it count if you call me Three-Day Soul?
According to my understanding, when most people call for souls, they call back after half a day at most. How can anyone call someone back after five days and five nights? Since I belong to the latter, I must have manipulated those people, which is why it is so difficult for Xie Bugui and Zhang Hazi to shout their souls.
But Zhang Hazi shook his head and asked, "Why can't you call me back? Hazi wants me to tell you why?" ----You don't want to come back, do you want to pass the blame to those craftsmen? Hey, you're good at taking the blame!
I smiled coquettishly and said, didn’t I learn all this from you? You taught me well.
But having said that, what Zhang Hazi said is right. Ever since I learned from Zhang Hazi that the prerequisite for hiding the truth is to sacrifice one's wife and children, I collapsed at that time and felt that the New Year that supported me was booming. Collapse, there is nothing left to miss in this world.
So even with the soul-suppressing bell, there was no way to keep my soul that was about to float away, so I fell down and fell unconscious.
Although I have forgotten the process of Zhang Hazi calling out his soul, I do still have a vague impression of Zhang Hazi standing on the roof and calling my name. And the direction he was facing was directly towards Lao Sicheng.
I don’t know what force made my soul return to my body in the end. I only know that I heard Xie Bugui say that after Zhang Hazi helped me shout my soul for three days and three nights, I was no longer qualified to die.
Because to put it mildly, my life does not actually belong to me, but to Zhang Hazi.
I just want to express one point, that is, in the process of calling the soul, I was indeed not affected by any external force. The difficulties Zhang Hazi encountered were all caused by me.
So, with such a great opportunity, why don’t those guys who want me die and want me to use my craftsmanship skills jump out and stop Zhang Hazi from calling his soul?
Three days is enough time for them to carry out any conspiracy, right?
I asked Zhang Hazi, why did those people let go of this opportunity?
He shook his head and said that he couldn't figure it out for the moment, but I thought it might have something to do with those footsteps.
I was stunned when I heard this, and then I thought that the footsteps he was talking about should be the footsteps of hundreds of people he said he heard before going up the mountain.
But didn't he say that he didn't know what it was? Why did he say it was related to these footsteps now?
Zhang Hazi said, why do you think those people didn't come here to attack you?
I thought about it and said, it should be the same as Lao Sicheng, they dare not take action here.
He said that Old Sicheng was built because of your grandfather’s arrangement of Disuo Longjing. So what’s the point here?
I carefully thought about what I had seen and heard in the past few days, and found that apart from the ancestral tomb mountain in the back mountain, there was nothing else worth taking away from Xiejia Village. Even their Xie family members, Xie Bugui's generation, don't have any craftsmanship, so naturally there is nothing to fear.
Let me tell you, so, you mean, they are afraid of those footsteps, so they don’t dare to enter Xiejia Village?
Zhang Hazi asked, besides being old, can you think of any other reasons for the loss?
Naturally, I can't think of other reasons, but it's somewhat far-fetched to connect these footsteps with the craftsmen not taking action on me.
Besides, we still don’t know how those footsteps were generated, so it would be a bit too casual to draw such a conclusion, right?
Hearing this, Zhang Hazi looked at me with contempt and said, "You have seen me with your own eyes. Don't you know that those footsteps happened all at once?"
I was shocked when I heard this and asked, when have I seen this before? Since I came here, the only thing I've seen is those sinister people on the mountain!
After Zhang Hazi listened, he just looked at me like that, neither speaking nor moving.
When I saw him like this, I immediately understood what he meant, so I asked him, do you mean those footsteps are those of the sinister people on the mountain?
Zhang Hazi asked back, if it wasn't them, could it be you?
So, before Zhang Hazi and I followed Xie Bugui and the others up the mountain, those Yin people were hanging around at the foot of the mountain? When you see us coming, will you follow us up the mountain in groups? Even when I was going up the mountain, a little Yin person came over and pulled my clothes, but I couldn't see it!
Just thinking about this weird scene gives me a chill down my back.
But Zhang Hazi shook his head again and said that it should not only be wandering at the foot of the mountain, but walking around various places in the village, just like they did before they died.
As soon as I said these words, the chill on my back became even worse, as if I was suddenly in an ice cellar.
It's no big deal if there are only one or two Yin people walking around in a village, let alone one or two hundred of them?
Not only that, these yin people are all women and children, and they belong to the category with the heaviest yin energy and the most difficult to deal with.
No wonder those craftsmen are unwilling to set foot in Xiejia Village. It’s not that they don’t want to come, but that they simply don’t dare to come!
Moreover, those Yin people may not dare to stray too far from the cemetery during the day, but at night, their range of activities definitely exceeds that! In other words, at this moment, there is probably a sinister person standing behind us!
As soon as I had the idea, there was a 'bang' sound, and the courtyard door suddenly closed by itself, which shocked me!
There is no wind in the courtyard, how do you close the courtyard door?
When Zhang Hazi heard the sound, his face instantly became ugly. He said, I will tell you, if you open the coffin of the third child, they may not cause you any trouble.
