The blind old man's eyes were distracted and blinking with white eyes. He stretched out his calloused fingers and rubbed them on Tang Dayang's face a few times. His wariness was slightly reduced and he said, "Who do you think we are? It's your eldest son. You But I haven’t visited my uncle in a few years, so why are you here at this time of year?”
"Uncle, I opened a car dealership with my friends a few days ago. I just finished my work and came to say hello to you. These are the best spicy noodles, fried buns, sugar-filled cakes, and steamer cakes. Let's talk. What’s up?”
The old man finally met a relative. He touched the oil paper bag handed to him by Tang Dayang, and the old wrinkles on his face almost stretched out: "My uncle is old, so he likes to eat something light, and things that are heavy in oil and salt are not good." I can’t get used to it, but you’re a filial kid and you still know how to come and see me.”
"Brother, this old man is so amazing. Isn't he blind? You can tell he is Tang Dayang just by touching his bones."
Yue Erpao looked at the two people chatting with each other with curious eyes and stood behind Yue Guanchao and murmured. Sun Daqiao had noticed the old man a long time ago and introduced him in a low voice: "Don't you understand? I looked at this old man with all my fingers. If you have thick calluses, you should be able to touch bone statues. A person's bone statues are like palm prints, which can tell your destiny and identity."
"Big boy, come as soon as you come. Why did you bring so many people this time? These are all good guys, and there are women nearby."
The blind old man was not stupid. If Tang Dayang just came to see him, there would be no need to bring such a stranger over. He was so happy that he had to ask what was going on.
"Uncle, these friends want to go to the Soul Palace to bring back the bones of their ancestors. I want to ask if you have any way to find the Soul Palace."
Tang Dayang asked straight to the point.
After listening to what he said, the blind old man's face gradually changed from happy to gloomy, and he pulled his face down and said, "Well, I thought you were kind-hearted to come to see your uncle. Who knew that was the idea? I advise you to go back and forth from wherever you are. The previous paragraph At some point, a group of people also came to ask about the location of the Ehun Palace and asked me to drive them out. Sooner or later, you will have to go back home."
The blind old man can live in a lost village for decades, which shows how stubborn he is. Tang Dayang knew the temper of his uncle, so he quickly begged and explained: "Uncle, um, this friend is not here for money, but for people. Please return the immortal bones.”
The blind old man waved his hand, with a look of helplessness on his face: "Hey, Tang Bao Guan's job is seventy or eighty years old. I have never dealt with anyone. Who wants to enter the Soul Palace? Is there anyone who says he is treasure hunting or seeking immortality and medicine? , either to bring back the bones of the ancestors, or to find people to find relatives. I believe you believe a lot of words. I guess you are all young people. You are at the age of working. If you don’t work, you go to work in the kiln. I’m not even happy to expose this kind of behavior that shames our ancestors.”
After saying that, Old Man Tang swept his hand in the direction of the void, sighed and said: "Go back, everyone, go back, children, your eyes are blinded by the soul mist, you still want to go there, right?"
"Uncle, you can't trust them, don't you trust them too much? They are really not country people. They can spend tens of thousands of dollars, so why go to the tomb to do such a stupid thing? They want to retrieve the bones of their friends' ancestors. I really have no interest in these tombs.”
No matter what Tang Dayang said, the old man Tang would never let go. As Chao Feng was the shopkeeper, Song Siyuan also knew that this bone was not easy to chew. She looked at Yue Guanchao and said: "How about we stay here first, and I will also persuade this person these days. Old gentleman, look at his tone of voice, if he is the only one who knows the inscriptions on the Soul Palace, I am afraid we will have to persuade him to tell us."
"Daughter, if you want to live here, just go ahead and live here. Anyway, I am the only bad old man in the whole village. If you want to ask me, you can go back when you want. But don't go to the Soul Palace again. That’s no place for a living person.”
Seeing his uncle's tone, Tang Dayang felt that there was little hope for the time being. He looked at everyone with helpless eyes: "Well, this uncle has a stubborn temper. Otherwise, let's stay here first and try to persuade him in the next few days. Maybe in a few days." It’ll be fine if he figures it out.”
Helpless, everyone had to stay temporarily. Yue Guanchao and the others put the salutes into the house, and then they had free time to take a closer look at Mr. Tang Baoguan's house. The whole house was shaped like a "sun" and was divided into a front yard and a back yard.
The place where they were standing was the front yard. After bypassing the wall of the north hall, the backyard with built-up doors appeared in front of them. It was also the layout of the east and west wings of the north hall, but with the addition of a cowshed and a hut, where the calves were born. People come, mooing and waving the cow's tail.
Yue Guanchao and the others each chose a room, sent their luggage into the room, walked out of the yard and walked to the heights of the stockade, overlooking the village from a height.
The river in this valley is a tributary of the Taiyi Valley Valley. It is only a dozen meters wide. Stone bridges will appear every 100 meters to connect the grain drying fields on both sides. It can be used by both people and horses, and at the same time, the people can also They draw water from the river for their own use. Some of the waterwheel derricks are still rotating, and some have collapsed and fallen into disrepair.
