I couldn't help but feel nervous, only to see that Li Cripple's face was pale at this moment, his eyes stared straight at the wellhead and the yellow water that kept bubbling out, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes.

He was the only person in our village who knew the secret art of yin and yang, how could he have such a frightened expression.

As I mentioned earlier, his Yin-Yang Dao Dharma Clothes and Rice Bowl were handed down to him by a Taoist wanderer who had no apprentices. In our case, we mean those who have a skill, but no one inherits the mantle after death.

I heard my grandfather say that in the past, Li Cripple's family was surrounded by four walls, and he was a well-known poor bastard in the surrounding ten miles and eight villages.

However, although Li Cripple is poor, he has done a good job in dealing with people. He would never steal chickens and dogs, never go to villagers' homes to eat and drink, and never accept handouts from villagers.

If anyone gave Li Cripple a bowl of tea to drink, he would find a way to do something to give back to others, and he was never willing to owe favors.

In the impression of the villagers, at the beginning, Li Cripple had no other skills except to cut some firewood to sell in the town, help people do farm work for money, let alone fortune-telling, feng shui and other rivers and lakes.

But one day when he was rushing to the market, he suddenly set up a fortune-telling feng shui sign at the entrance of the village, and began to tell fortunes to see yin and yang feng shui.

At that time, Li Cripple was only in his forties, and his actions were incomprehensible to everyone.

All of a sudden, whether it was those who knew Li Cripple, or the villagers from other villages who had only heard of his poor name but had never seen him, they would use Li Cripple's fortune telling as a talking point after dinner.

The poor ghost of the lame Li can tell fortunes and read feng shui? Then why don't you move his ancestral grave to a good location and make sure he eats first!

That poor bastard, I'm afraid I can't read a few big characters, and he can tell fortunes to people, and he wants people's lives is almost the same! If he really has that ability, I'll get into the cow's asshole.

All kinds of disdainful words against Li Cripple came one after another, and Li Cripple completely ignored those remarks and took care of his own fortune telling and feng shui work.

In the hearts of many people, there is a little Jiujiu who likes to see other people's jokes and loves to see other people's foreign appearances.

Li Cripple said that he could tell fortunes and read feng shui, so naturally someone deliberately came to dismantle his platform and wanted to see his jokes.

Once, a good man in the village deliberately came to him for fortune telling.

The lame man asked for eight characters, pinched his fingers and told the man that he had a black veil on his forehead, and that he must avoid places with water when he walks for seven days, otherwise his life will be in great danger.

After the man returned, he spread the results of Li Cripple's fortune telling to him, and said that not only did he not avoid it, but he would go to a place where there was water, so as to prove to everyone whether Li Cripple was a liar or his true ability.

Strange to say, for seven days and six nights, the man was alive and kicking, and there was no sign of any problems at all.

Just when everyone was ready to see Li's lame joke, something embarrassing happened.

On the night of the seventh day, the man was drowned in the water. The place where he drowned was not a large river, nor a reservoir with a lot of water, but a water buffalo footprint full of water.

The footprints of the buffalo were only as big as the mouth of the bowl, and the soil around it was half dry and half thin. The man's corpse crawled face down, his face just fluttering in the buffalo footprints, and the soil next to him was densely covered with his scratches, which looked particularly terrifying.

Since then, the people in the village have begun to believe that Li Cripple really knows fortune telling, and if there is anything that seems superstitious now, let Li Cripple greet him.

At that time, when my grandfather told me about the legend of Uncle Li's lameness, I thought it was made up. I once asked my grandfather why I didn't look for him when I committed evil in a hundred days, but went to Xianrenling to find the old man.

Grandpa replied to me with strange eyes, saying that of course he first looked for Li Cripple, but he came to my house and counted my eight characters, and quickly exited the door of my house, and said with an ugly face that he couldn't care about it.

To be honest, since growing up so big, I once doubted Li Cripple's ability. It wasn't until last night that Liu Ruoxue asked me to ask him for help, and after seeing him reveal his hand in my grandfather's room, I believed that he was really capable.

Therefore, judging from his words and reactions, the dry well in front of him is bubbling with yellow spring water, which may be really evil.

As soon as Li Cripple said to me, he didn't want to die, so he hurried back, and the words of the strange man who had given me a black sign on the edge of the courtyard dam this morning suddenly flashed in my mind, making me choose whether I wanted to live or die.

Thinking of the words of the two of them, they all have the same meaning about my life and death, and suddenly I felt a chill in my back, and I couldn't help but shiver.

"Thirteen, why are you still stupid, hurry back." Seeing that I was stunned in place, Li Cripple yelled at me a little angrily.

Then, with a serious face, he said to the villagers present: "On a June day, yellow water suddenly came out of this dry well that had been dry for hundreds of years. I've just calculated a hexagram, and the dry well comes out of the yellow spring, which is probably a bad omen. Everyone, stop looking at it and go home. ”

For so many years, Li Cripple has long been famous, and as soon as he said this, the onlookers were a little frightened.

No one refuted or questioned his words, but asked Li Cripple to help everyone confirm it to ensure everyone's safety. Then the crowd dispersed in groups of three or five, whispering in all directions.

Among the people who left was Wang Fugui, the head of our village, who was holding an old man and staggering back.

When I arrived here just now, Wang Fugui was already there, and because of the matter of blocking the arrow monument, I actually felt a little worried in my heart, so I didn't say hello to him.

I saw him looking at the well with a strange face, and from time to time he went to talk to the three elderly people beside him, and I didn't know what to say.

However, I saw that after listening to Wang Fugui's words, the eyes of the three old men were suddenly full of panic, and their faces became more and more difficult to look at each other.

Of the three old men, the youngest is currently the oldest in our town, and he is now a full hundred years old.

Seeing how strange their reactions were, I paid special attention to them.

Just when Li Cripple said that the dry well came out of the yellow spring, which might be a bad omen, I noticed that the oldest old man suddenly fell to the ground with the cigarette stick in his hand, and his body shook violently as if he couldn't control it, and the whole person felt like he was about to fall.

Wang Fugui hurriedly glanced around, grabbed the old man suddenly, and quickly picked up the cigarette stick.

Wang Fugui helped the old man, walked in the crowd, and turned his head from time to time to look at the dry well and the big locust tree and me, and his eyes heard me for at least dozens of seconds.

I only saw their mysterious appearance, but I couldn't think of a reason.

Seeing that everyone had already left, and I was still clubbing in place, Li Cripple suddenly slapped me on the back of the head, I was in pain, and I took my thoughts back.

Li lame looked at me with hatred that iron is not steel, and said angrily: "Wu Thirteen, you dog ball, if it weren't for your grandfather's deep friendship with me, I wouldn't bother to care about your turtle." Why don't you leave in a hurry? ”

I said, "Uncle Li, the reason why I didn't leave is because of them. As I spoke, I pointed to Wang Fugui, who had already walked away, and the three old men beside him.

Without waiting for Li Cripple to speak, I hurriedly said, "Just now, did you notice that Wang Fugui and the old ancestor and a few of them reacted a little strangely?" ”

I almost forgot to say that the three old people who have lived for more than a century, and their seniority in the village is very high, except for those villagers who can call them by their grandfather, the remaining younger generations in our village are directly called Lao Zu, or Lao Zu for convenience.

Hearing me say this, Li Cripple was stunned and said: "Wang Fugui is the village head, and the three ancestors are highly respected figures in the village. ”

I shook my head and said, "Uncle Li, would it be strange that Wang Zuzu's cigarette sticks fell to the ground in fright?" ”

Li Cripple frowned, his expression changed and said to me: "Thirteen, you don't have to worry about this matter, I can take care of other people, but you and I must take care of it." Let's go, hurry back. You're not afraid of death, but I'm still afraid of this old bone. ”

With that, he hurriedly stepped forward to leave the place.

Suddenly, an idea popped into my mind, and I said to myself: "Uncle Li, Dry Well and Yellow Spring, I already knew about this strange thing before it happened. ”

Li Cripple, who had already walked a few steps away, heard what I said, quickly turned his head, looked at me for a moment, and asked with a blue and white face: "Thirteen, what about your uncle!" It was only after the water in this dry well that I deduced the problem here, and you even told me that you knew about it. ”

I nodded firmly and mumbled, "yes, I knew this was going to happen." ”

Li Cripple thought for a moment, and then asked, "Say, how do you know." Don't tell me what you dreamed about. ”

"This morning, a man came to my house and told me."

Li lame pinched his fingers and calculated, then sighed softly, muttering to himself: "There can't be such a thing, why didn't I notice it at all." ”

Immediately, he paid attention to my words, "Thirteen, then you tell me what that person looks like." ”

In addition to not believing in his Yin and Yang secret techniques before, as for him, I trust him quite a bit. Maybe I spent more time with him and my grandfather since I was a child.

Although Liu Ruoxue warned me: Don't trust anyone in the village, including my grandfather. However, last night she asked me to find a cripple to help.

So, I told Li Cripple all the impressions left by the strange man, including the time when the man first appeared.

Of course, I didn't tell me what the man told me, and I also hid the fact that the man gave me a black sign, after all, I promised people to keep it well, and I couldn't show it easily. Even if it's a cripple I trust, I want to hide it first.

I saw that Li Cripple listened to my description of that person, and his face, which had begun to become ruddy, turned pale inexplicably.