After taking some burning paper and dark coins, Chen Zimo went out to open the street door, went out and went down the steps, put the burning paper and dark coins in front of the stone lion on the right side of the steps, lit them, picked up a small wooden stick from the side, and used the wooden stick to provoke so that the burning paper and dark coins could be fully burned, while pretending to wipe his tears and muttered. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He was actually muttering, it's a pity, it's a waste......

There are few elderly people in the countryside, and every morning, there are always some old people who get up early in Lianggouji Village to go out for a walk.

The east of the village is adjacent to the Fuqu River, there is a stone bridge connected to the main street across the river in the middle, and there is a long causeway to protect the village on the riverbank, so when the old people in the village get up in the morning and walk their children, most of them like to go to the bridgehead in the east of the village to chat and gather together, and then turn around along the river embankment.

In this way, you will inevitably pass by the Chen house with blue bricks and red tiles.

That is, Chen Zimo's home.

Here is a brief introduction, Chen Zimo's home, located in the north of the village's Dongkou Road, close to the river embankment without crossing the bridge - in 1990, Chen Jinzhi set up the largest homestead in the village, and invited a professional construction company from the city to design and build. The gatehouse of the courtyard gate is paved with inverted tiles, the two ends of the clear water ridge are warped, the brick carving of the eaves is bofeng, the two wooden doors painted into brown and red are five feet wide, the copper door hairpin, the steel nail door latch, the lion head door cymbals are hung on it, there are two golden characters on the hardwood plaque "Chen Zhai", on both sides of the street gate of the five-layer stone steps, there are two stone lions of one meter and five high, majestic and majestic. There are gatehouse shadow walls, wing corridors, bluestone paving, rockery pools, and patio flowers......

According to the elders in the village, in ancient times, it was taboo for Chen Jin to build a house like this, because only those who had fame or official status could build a mansion of this specification.

When the house was completed, Chen Jinzhuo was really in the limelight in the village.

You must know that in the late 80s and early 90s, in the Yan YN area, there were only a handful of people in the countryside who had the strength to start from scratch and build two courtyards by themselves. Moreover, Chen Jin was the first tyrant in the village to drive a motorcycle, hold a big brother and a BB machine, install a telephone at home, and buy a color TV and washing machine.

One day in the early spring of 1992, Chen Jin was arrested by the police at home and his property was confiscated. Fortunately, considering that he has a young son under his knees, this courtyard house and some high-end furniture were not taken away.

Then again.

On this morning, the old men and old ladies who got up in the morning to walk around the village in Lianggouji Village, when they passed by the gate of Chen's house, they saw Chen Zimo burning paper in front of the stone lion, and they were all surprised - Hu Si has been dead for more than two months, this is not a festival, what is Chen Zimo doing burning paper? It's still burning at the door of your own street, which is really weird.

So the old man who was doing good things came forward and asked.

Chen Zimo choked up and replied: "My godfather gave me a dream last night, complaining that I couldn't watch his house, he was uneasy over there, and said that he would come back to me." Therefore, I quickly got up early to burn some paper for him, and then recited a mantra to exceed, so that he could prevent the old man from really coming back, and if he died as a ghost, he would not care about his feelings in the yang world, if he harmed me, ......"

Okay!

The elderly in the countryside are already superstitious, and when they heard Chen Zimo say this, they all muttered.

Soon, word spread throughout the village.

Superstitious people, saying that Hu Si was originally a yin and yang immortal in this world, and of course he flew into an immortal when he died, Li Zhizhong seized Hu Si's old mansion, and demolished the old mansion, and Hu Si, who became an immortal, must be angry.

People who are not superstitious scoff at this, either saying that Chen Zimo has been taken into a little god stick by Hu Si over the years, and the gods are talking about themselves to scare themselves, or saying that Chen Zimo knows that he can't stop Lao Li's family from demolishing and building houses, so he deliberately acted in such a play to scare Li Zhizhong.

Accounts differ and opinions vary.

Hou Qiang, the director of public security, naturally didn't believe it, but he was worried that Chen Zimo might have been injured in the brain, or because he was angry and had mental problems, so he rode a motorcycle and rushed to the east of the village.

The street door of Chen's house was open, and at both ends of the five steps in front of the door, some yellow burnt paper was pressed with bricks.

Hou Qiang frowned and walked in, only to see that on the wooden door of the gatehouse on the left, there was rune paper, facing the lower edge of the shadow wall of the gatehouse, and the yellow sacrificial paper was also pressed with bricks. Bypassing from the side of the shadow wall, the door and window of the bedroom where Chen Zimo lived in the west wing of the front yard were pasted with rune paper, and the kitchen door was also pasted......

Chen Zimo happened to come from the backyard, holding a bowl with paste in his left hand, a small brush in the bowl, and a stack of runic paper and folded sacrificial paper in his right hand.

Seeing Hou Qiang, Chen Zimo hurriedly greeted: "Uncle Qiang." ”

"Hmm." Hou Qiang asked with a calm face, "Is the wound better?" ”

"Much better......"

Hou Qiang looked at the scene in the courtyard seemingly casually, the doors and windows of each house were almost pasted with yellow rune paper, he couldn't help frowning and criticizing: "Zimo, look at you, a good home, covered with rune paper, it looks like a temple and Taoist temple, eerie, quickly tear it off!" ”

"No, Uncle Qiang, my godfather gave me a dream ......last night," Chen Zimo explained with an aggrieved face.

Hou Qiang interrupted him: "Don't talk this nonsense, anyone can see the twists and turns in your heart!" Let me tell you, this method is useless, it can't scare Li Zhizhong, but it makes people laugh! ”

"I'm not ......"

"Zimo, why don't you go to school today?" Hou Qiang scolded: "Are you really resting at home until the wound is removed?" There are a lot of courses that have fallen behind, and you can't keep up with the learning progress when the time comes, I'll see what you do! ”

Chen Zimo lowered his head and said timidly: "I have to look at the old mansion." ”

"Ugh." Hou Qiang's heart was sour, and he shook his head and persuaded: "For the sake of that broken house, you don't plan to go to school in the future?" Silly boy, you will suffer more losses in that way, and besides, can you really stop it? ”

"I ......"

Chen Zimo was about to say something, when he heard the sound of footsteps and talking coming from behind the shadow wall, he and Hou Qiang followed the sound, but saw that it was a few well-known old ladies in the village, talking and laughing and walking in, while looking at the scene of the talismans everywhere with a look of surprise and excitement on his face, and greeted politely:

"Director Hou is here?"

"Zimu, what are you doing here? The old beard really gave you a dream last night? What are you talking about? ”

"Director Hou, you are the director of security, you have to take care of this matter, if the old beard really comes back, our village will be uneasy. Otherwise, you persuade Village Chief Li to rebuild the ......"

"That is, if I want to say that it will be built directly into a temple, it will be called Hu Si Temple!"

"Come on, just like the old beard, and build a temple for him...... Be careful to fold your life, ah no, he can't be reborn! ”

……

Hou Qiang is extremely disgusted with these long-tongued women who listen to the wind and rain, and it is best for parents to play with right and wrong, but in the countryside, the most difficult thing to provoke is precisely this kind of woman, who sits on the ground and scolds the street with their thighs and rolls, and everyone is stunned!

Therefore, Hou Qiang couldn't directly reprimand them, so he reluctantly said a few polite words, and then turned around and left.

Chen Zimo is usually extremely disgusted with these old ladies, because they often joke about Hu Si and Chen Zimo, ridiculing and sarcastic for fun. But now, Chen Zimo is just going to use their mouths.

"Aunt Liu, Aunt Wang, don't you know, I was scared last night......" Chen Zimo began to sneer blindly: "When I was asleep, I felt that someone had pushed me awake, but I couldn't open my eyes, I only listened to my godfather yelling in my ear, scolding me for being useless, and losing his house, so I had to let me build a house for him......"

Over the years with Hu Si, Chen Zimo has not only learned a lot of theoretical knowledge of magic, but also learned how to make up some nonsense that is chattering but easy to believe.

So the words came out with a nose and eyes, as if they were real, and bluffed a few old ladies into a daze.

Chen Zimo, who has the nickname of "Little God Stick", knows that this kind of long-tongued woman usually scolds the street at every turn, as if they are the biggest, but in fact, deep down in their hearts, they are the most afraid and believe in ghosts and gods, so during the New Year's holidays, most of them take the lead in going to several small temples in the village to burn incense and kowtow to petition.

After listening to Chen Zimo's narration, several old ladies were excited to satisfy their gossip curiosity, as well as a trace of jealousy, and muttered away.

As Chen Zimo expected, the news that Hu Si had dreamed and would definitely return to his soul quickly spread in the village, and the more and more it spread, so much so that the Xuanmu Niangniang in the grandmother's temple also gave its believers a dream, saying that Hu Si was already an immortal in which mountain and which temple, and he must be respected and his old mansion must be kept......