Chapter 197: The Paper Maker (I)
Hey! How can this old man Wang be like this? Just now he thought that my master was here to show feng shui to their family, and he was so attentive, but now when he saw that the master asked about the strange things about the paper figures of Wang Yu's family, he turned his face and shirked it, this person, this person is too impersonal, right? I only remembered the benefits of my own family, but I didn't care about the life or death of other people's families, I said impatiently: "My master is not a patrol, and Wang Yu is not dead, and he didn't say that your family should be responsible, what are you afraid of?" We're just trying to find out the reason why the paper man is doing weird, Old Man Wang, you shouldn't have so much energy, right? ”
"Two dogs! Don't be rude! Master glared at me, and then turned to Old Man Wang and said politely: "Mr. Wang, we really don't mean to offend, just because the paper figure seems to have been manipulated, and it is inevitable that such a thing will happen again, so we think we should find out who did the work on the paper figure!" ”
When the old man Wang heard this, he thought about it with an embarrassed face, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Yang, I really don't know anything, besides, we ordinary people, where do we know the weird ways of paper people, and I bought paper people to burn them down to serve the old lady, who knew that such a thing would happen." If you really want to find out why, then you should go to the paper maker, the paper man and the paper house that the paper maker sold us! ”
I thought about it for a while, and immediately asked, "Why did you burn everything else in your house, but you didn't burn the two paper figurines?" ”
Old man Wang sighed lightly and said: "Alas, it's not that we didn't burn the paper figures, but when we buried my father that day, a gust of wind suddenly blew all the paper things to pieces, and all the things that could be found were burned, but the two paper figures were not recovered." It's also strange to say, two days ago, I went up the mountain to take a look at the ancestral grave, and found that the two paper figures appeared in front of the grave in a good manner, and I thought that a kind person picked it up and sent it to the grave. It's just that I didn't bring those two paper figures with me when I burned them, and now I can't burn those two paper figures alone, and I always feel that I will commit some taboos, so I let those two paper figures be placed in front of the grave. ”
The master nodded and said, "I see, then Mr. Wang said, what is the name of the papermaker who sold you the paper, and where does he live?" ”
Old man Wang thought about it for a while, and then said: "My father was buried last month, and the paper man was also bought last month, but usually no one who has this kind of white thing will not be involved in this kind of business, so we are not familiar with the papermaker, but I can remember his name, it seems that the surname Yao, the reason why I remember it so clearly, is also because this papermaker surnamed Yao is said to have some names in the local area, what is Yao Qianshou, he has been a paper man all his life, and the craftsmanship is not said, and he was introduced by someone at that time." Mr. Yao lives at the foot of the east side of Phoenix Mountain, there is a small village there, he is there, more than ten miles apart, you will know when you get to the place. ”
Yao Qianshou? I was stunned, then looked at Master, who nodded and said, "In that case, thank you Mr. Wang." ”
Old man Wang hurriedly smiled and said: "Alas, if you can really figure this matter out, we villagers don't have to worry about it, as soon as this Wang Yu's family comes out, it really makes people unable to eat and sleep!" ”
"Hmm." The master agreed, and then said: "This matter will definitely be investigated, but now that the paper people have been incinerated, presumably there will be no more paper people harming people in Dongpo Village." You can live with peace of mind, since the matter is clear, then it is time for us to leave, thank you Mr. Wang! Ergou, Xiaoyi, let's go. With that, Master motioned for us to leave.
To tell the truth, this old man Wang's home, I really don't want to stay, with a face that has nothing to do with himself, it stands to reason that his family's paper man harmed Wang Yu, no matter what, he should go to Wang Yu's house and say, this thing of human affection, even if it is unsatisfactory, at least it can't make people feel cold. Alas, such a person is really uncomfortable to look at. I shook my head, turned around and walked out with Master.
Leaving Dongpo Village, Master casually asked Tian Fatzi, "Xiao Yi, do you know any small villages on the east side of Phoenix Mountain?" ”
Tian Fatzi nodded hurriedly and said: "I really know this, although I am not very familiar with the paper-binding craftsman Yao Qianshou, but for the environment in this area, I am still very familiar, just because when I was young in the early years, my master often took me everywhere to solve problems for people and eliminate disasters, so there are many places to run, and I am familiar with the place names." That small village should be called Niutou Village, I remember that I went to that village with my master, it seems to be ten years ago, when a person in that village came to my master in the middle of the night, saying that his son was haunted by a ghost......
I couldn't help but ask curiously, "Then how did you solve it when your master went?" ”
Tian Fatzi said with a smile: "Ergou, you don't know, the reason is that the man's son ran out to play with his friends at night, and several people bet, and as a result, he was encouraged to pee on a grave, I don't know if the dead man in the grave was murderous, or a corpse with two lives, it's amazing, so that the kid almost died, and was finally cleaned up by my master." But after all, it was that kid who provoked people first, and my master was so good at talking about it, first subduing the terrible ghost, and finally letting the family buy something to worship religiously, which was resolved. ”
I pulled the placket of Tian Fatman's clothes with my hand, and Tian Fatzi suddenly realized, and hurriedly pointed to the Phoenix Mountain in front of the master and said: "Mr. Yang, look, not far from the front is Phoenix Town, after Phoenix Town, you can see the Niutou Village by walking along the mountain road for five or six miles." ”
"Hmm." The master nodded slightly, glanced at the sky, and said, "It's almost noon now, and the mountain road is difficult, so we have to rush to Niutou Village before dark, find the papermaker named Yao Qianshou, and ask the reason for this paper man!" ”
I thought for a moment and asked, "Master, do you believe that old man Wang so much?" He knows how to shirk responsibility, don't you doubt that he is the one who uses cinnabar to put the finishing touch on the paper figures? ”
The master replied casually: "He is also a philistine, he is simply an ordinary person, where does he know the doorway in the Xuanmen, as for the paper man's eye, he must not know, besides, the paper man is in front of his family's ancestral grave, did he instruct the paper man to cause trouble to the villagers?" Wang Yu's family has no grudge and no enmity with him, once something happens to someone else's family because of the paper man, he will not be involved, if he is not a fool, he will not do such a stupid thing. So whether he knows how to use Xuanmen techniques or not, he will not be the one who puts the finishing touch to the paper figures! ”
"That's just as well." Hearing Master's analysis, I also admit that it was my cognition of the old man Wang that misled my judgment, but soon, I said again: "Master, listen to the old man Wang, the paper-making Yao Qian has been tying paper with his hands for most of his life, and he must be very old now, and he is already a person in his last years, and his reputation is so good, how can he suddenly do something on the paper man?" This not only damaged his reputation, but also wasted most of his previous life's hard work! ”
The master sighed lightly and said, "Yes, now it's not certain that Yao Qianshou didn't do it to the paper man, but no matter what, we still have to find Yao Qianshou, otherwise we can't find the source of this matter at all!" ”
Speaking of which, it is impossible to say why, our group had to rush silently, two hours later, only to pass through the town of Phoenix, until the evening on the mountain road, far away to see the east side of the Phoenix Mountain foot out of a small village, is indeed very small compared with Dongpo Village. But the houses are lined up in orderly rows, unlike the villagers in Dongpo Village, which are scattered all over the place.
Down the mountain road, we went straight to Niutou Village, not to mention, although the village is small, but the road repair is very flat, there is a small river flowing quietly in front of the village, but I saw a few elderly people sitting at the head of the village with rice bowls eating and chatting. Seeing the three of us, they slowly raised their heads and looked at us in surprise.
I pushed Tian Fatzi to the front and asked for directions, and Tian Fatzi smiled honestly: "A few old people, dare to ask where the old man Yao, a papermaker in this village, is home?" Can you show us the way? ”
"Oh, you're here to find Lao Yao? His house is easy to find, just at the east end of the village, the easternmost part, his family is alone, there is no yard, and he sees a small house in front of a vacant lot. The old man with the rice bowl said with a smile: "But this old Yao is getting older and older, and the business is getting better and better, it's been a month, and he locks people at home all day long to tie paper, and he doesn't come out to chat with us, hehe!" ”
Master clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Thank you old man for showing the way." ”
We immediately rushed to the east end of Niutou Village, and sure enough, we saw a lonely little house sitting there, with an open space in front of the door, and it was very clean. The house is no different from ordinary people's homes, but on the side of the house, there is a large wooden shed, which is wrapped in oilcloth on the outside, and the inside must be a storage place for paper figurines or something. I thought so, but I saw that the master was staring at the small house in front of him without blinking, and the door was closed, as if he had been latched by Mr. Yao from the inside, maybe he was afraid of being disturbed.
But I always felt that Master's face was very wrong. I couldn't help but ask, "Master, what's wrong with you?" Why are you so ugly when you see Mr. Yao's house? Did you notice something wrong? ”