The rain was falling outside the window, the wind was blowing on the treetops, and the ground was whistling.
The three uncles and uncles looked at the deceased Granny Ma. No matter how many words they had in their hearts, they could no longer say them out. They opened their mouths and turned into a sigh.
After the rain stopped, Yue Qingshan followed Mrs. Ma's instructions, cleaned up her medicine hall, and closed the door and locked it.
Three people came outside the courtyard, buried her body in a pit, and erected a small waist-high tomb under the willow tree.
That obliquely planted stone tablet just stood in front of the tomb!
If you look closely, you will see that although the ten thousand-character seal carvings on the stone tablet are corroded and incomplete, it looks like a wordless tablet, silently telling the story of Mrs. Ma.
She has been practicing medicine for decades, and her reputation for benefiting the village has spread far and wide. If her merits were really recorded in the inscription, even a forest of steles would not be enough.
If there is a way, the great road is invisible, the sound is loud, and the great virtue naturally does not speak. It is left to the evaluation and discussion of future generations. Justice has already been in people's hearts.
The three of them bowed three times to the stone monument, mounted their horses and set off on the road back.
After leaving the island in the middle of the lake, Yue Guanchao looked at both sides of the wild mountain. The many unclaimed solitary graves seemed to have been filled with new soil. One of the paper figures had not been burnt clean, and the petals on the temples were exposed!
Not long after they walked far away, the wordless tablet rustled and fell with a loud crash.
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The three uncles were in a depressed mood and the horses were not very fast. They did not return to Yingzuiping until dark. No one of them spoke, and they went back to the house to sleep in a tacit agreement.
Before going to bed, Yue Guanchao turned his head to the sky and stared at the tiger charm pendant.
If Mrs. Ma can do magic tricks to drive away evil spirits, she must know about this tiger talisman. He originally thought of trying to find out the truth, but with the death of Mrs. Ma, his plan basically came to nothing.
If you want to know more about the Tiger Talisman, it will no longer take a little effort. The only thing you know now is that this thing is very powerful!
As for how powerful it is, he has no idea at all.
Although no one mentioned him, Yue Guanchao could still figure out that everything, people, and things around him were already changing.
In the past, his life was very simple. He helped his uncle with the second artillery, cut wood, managed workers, hunted, and delivered goods. He was as tired as a dead dog. He went back to the house and fell asleep. This life was boring but very stable. , even sleeping is delicious!
However, after returning from Witch Coffin Town, he was no longer in the same state of mind as before. The anxiety surrounding the crisis that lurked but could not be understood was always lingering in his mind.
He doesn't know what the next crisis is waiting for him!
After tossing and turning like this for half the night, I finally fell asleep peacefully.
"Watching the tide?"
"Watching the tide?"
He was sleeping soundly, and in a trance he heard someone calling him. The kang suddenly became dented, as if someone was sitting next to him.
As soon as he opened his eyes, Lu Fengjian was actually sitting next to him wearing a mandarin gown, leaving only his back:
"Have you forgotten that I still have a younger sister living outside?"
When Yue Guanchao heard this slightly angry question, he panicked and blurted out without considering whether he was a human or a ghost:
"I...I didn't forget."
"I've asked Miss Song to check it for you first. When she has some clues, she will tell me."
"Check... when will it be checked?"
Lu Fengjian turned around suddenly, his face and facial features were blurred, leaving only a mass of black energy.
"ah!"
Yue Guanchao suddenly became alert and staggered to sit up from the kang. He rubbed his eyes and looked out the window.
The moon was setting in the sky, probably late at night.
After making sure that no one was sitting by the kang, he took a long breath. Fortunately, it was just a nightmare.
However, why was the pendant placed next to his pillow? He clearly remembered that it had been placed in the cabinet just now.
Yue Guanchao picked up the tiger talisman. The blood stains on the tiger talisman were as red as lava. The moment he stared at the tiger's eye, his spirit was unconsciously attracted to it.
As soon as I close my eyes, many strange and illusory white figures appear in my mind, like animals, plants, living people, and monsters. I can't see them clearly, but I can feel that they are around me, chirping and noisy. Noisy.
As soon as he opened his eyes, all the phantoms disappeared and he regained his clarity.
I wonder...could it be that that thunder split my head and caused a problem?
Yue Guanchao remembered the jade bag that Mrs. Ma had mentioned, and quickly took it out of his pocket and looked at it carefully.
This jade pouch is no different from an ordinary brocade pouch. The whole body is woven into a pouch with small white jade pieces. There are five elements and eight trigrams on the surface. The fox yellow, white and willow gray five immortal totems are carved on it. A bone charm the size of a fingernail is used as a closing rope buckle. The fragrance is fragrant, as if flowing clear light!
He quickly put the Tiger Talisman into the evil-suppressing jade pouch. Since this thing can cause strange things to happen in Xiezha Mountain, it must have its secrets. It would be better not to take it out rashly before finding out its origin.
Since he woke up in the middle of the night, there was no need to go back to sleep. Yue Guanchao picked up a pen and paper and decided to urge Song Siyuan again. Maybe Lu Fengjian was blaming Lu Fengjian for not having a clue for so many days for the dream just now.
Scribbled in handwriting, a few strokes completed.
Yue Guanchao looked at the handwriting that looked like chicken claws scratching, and rubbed his head in embarrassment. His handwriting was indeed not as elegant as Song Siyuanjuan's, but fortunately he could read it, so he didn't want to waste time rewriting it.
Early the next morning, under Yue Guanchao's coercion and inducement, Yue Erpao reluctantly got up early and acted as his groom to send a letter to Longshan Town.
