I said, "So, there are actually four head-lowering masters. Iron Mask, Ugly Shi Shen, the dead Su Ban, and the unknown black-robed man. ”

The third uncle nodded: "This woman has not shown up until now, I don't know what she is thinking." I have a gut feeling that she has already arrived, but she has been hiding ...... Forget it, don't talk about this, the soldiers will cover the water and the earth. Hadron ......"

I promised.

"Before his death, when my master gave me the Dharma copy of the Book of Ten Thousand Classics, he once said that this Dharma book was not created by human beings, but was a miracle. If this book is really lost in your hands in the future, you will not be blamed as a teacher, which means that you do not have the opportunity and ability to get it. The third uncle said: "Things in the world have always been blessings and misfortunes, and now this law is not in our hands, at least no one is looking for trouble with us." ”

The third uncle didn't blame me, but his tone was very lonely, and I listened very heartwarmingly.

I said softly, "But those head-lowering masters don't know that the Fa book is no longer in your hands, so what if they still look for you?" ”

The third uncle shook his head: "If you are not there, they will have a way to know." Qiangzi, you go and inform Zhang Hong and ask him to come to me tomorrow, there are some things to explain between our master and apprentice. ”

I want to call Zhang Hong, think about it, or visit him in person to see how he is doing. In the past two days, the village has been turned upside down, and he has not been seen, but he has escaped this catastrophe.

I said goodbye to my third uncle, came out of the house, and went straight to Zhang Hong's house. When I arrived, there was no one in the courtyard of the house, I shouted a few times, and Zhang Hong came out of the backyard with a somewhat unsightly face.

I looked him up and down, and the pus on his face was almost healed, except for some shallow pockmarks. I asked him how the past two days were, and Zhang Hong smiled bitterly: "I've been recuperating at home." I heard that something happened in the village? ”

I'll give you a brief account of the past two days. Finally, he was told that there was a Thai master who had died in the village.

Zhang Hong looked at the empty courtyard in a daze, and it took a long time before he said, "It's good to die." ”

"The third uncle asked me to tell you, let you go to him tomorrow, you master and apprentice have something to say." I said.

Zhang Hong's words came to his mouth, and he stopped talking.

I always feel that his recent days may be the reason for his head dropping, and his temper has changed greatly. Since he is in a few moods, I don't want to persuade him much, tell him not to hide anything in his stomach, let's discuss it together.

The next day, Zhang Hong came as promised, and talked with his third uncle behind closed doors all afternoon. It was near evening, when he came home, and my mother invited him to dinner, but he didn't stay.

After eating, the third uncle called me aside and said something very strange: "Zhang Hong, you have to keep an eye on him." ”

"What's wrong with him?" I asked.

The third uncle shook his head and said nothing.

These two people are mysterious, and I am like falling into the clouds, and I can't figure it out.

In any case, a wave of wind and waves has passed, and after Suban died, there were no strange people who came to trouble us. The village has returned to its former tranquility.

I showed the third uncle the stone I picked up in the backyard. The third uncle told me that this is not an ordinary stone, this thing is called a relic, but something left behind after being burned by a master.

"Could it be that Su Ban left it?" I'm a little disgusted.

The third uncle sneered: "He is a black witch, and he hasn't even touched the threshold of Buddhism, how can he cultivate relics, it's ridiculous." ”

I suddenly remembered someone: "Is it not a sinking Dao long?" ”

The third uncle looked at the stone and said, "No matter whose it is, this relic is extremely precious, you should collect it well." ”

Hearing what my third uncle said, I went to the shop in the village that sold bracelets and asked them to wrap red thread around the stone and hang it around their necks. Regardless of whether it is useful or not, the sparkling one can be used as an ornament, and it is quite chic.

If it was left by the unsinkable Dao Chief, this matter would be a bit mysterious, he burned his body in the courtyard of my house, and this relic can also be regarded as a rental fee left in the dark.

A few days later, the troupe came to the village, and Lao Leitou organized the villagers to beat gongs and drums to welcome, and the scene was quite lively. This weekend, the social drama of the Jiang Festival will begin. This is a major event in Shili and Eight Villages, and there is an endless stream of villagers from other places who come and go to our village.

Our village is close to the river and has a natural wharf, which is very suitable for this annual ceremony.

As the village director, Lao Lei Tou was so busy that he didn't know how to like me so much that he transferred me to the temporary command group to assist in the work.

On the day of the river festival, our village is full of lanterns and gongs and drums, and many people flock to the river to watch the excitement. By nine o'clock in the morning, a series of firecrackers rang off, and smoke evaporated from the riverside.

Lao Lei Tou listened to my opinion, rented a dry ice machine for 500 yuan, and spewed out a lot of smoke, and the whole high platform was like a fairyland.

The first event of the festival is dragon boat rowing in teams from each village. Our dragon boat is not as large as the scale of the Dragon Boat Festival in Hunan, that is, there is a boat in each village, and ten men on it are rowing like sweat and rain, and the distance is not long.

There is no competition between the villages, everyone knows that it is an exhibition match, and it goes hand in hand, but it is also lively.

Rowing through the dragon boat is a big opera. The troupe hired by the county sang traditional plays. The sun is shining, and the actors on it are wearing thick costumes, and it is not easy to earn some money by singing for a day.

In the afternoon, basically the excitement is gone, the young people don't like to listen to the traditional drama, and the old people can't stand the scorching heat. Fortunately, around the stage, our village has temporarily set up a shelter to provide rest, and there is a fan in it, so you can drink all kinds of herbal teas and cold drinks.

As dusk approached, many people returned, all for the highlight of the evening.

When the lights are on at night, people from ten miles and eight villages will row boats to the river, as if they are rushing to the market. The people on the boat can perform freely, whether it is singing, playing tricks, or playing erhu, the river is your stage.

It is said that many folk masters have gone out from here, and there will be relevant art groups in the town, county, and even city and province, and they will take this opportunity to visit here.

I went to Zhang Hong to watch the excitement together and let him relax. Zhang Hong shook his head and said that he didn't go, he just wanted to rest at home. I persuaded him for a long time, but he just didn't go.

I had no choice but to go alone. The weather was fine at night, and my sister and those girlfriends were long gone. My mother and my third uncle were at home, and my third uncle asked me to watch the excitement, and he came to take care of my mother. I came out of my tent.

The weather is beautiful, not to mention the cool wind at night, it is very comfortable. I followed the crowd to the river, and it was a sea of people.

Coincidentally, I met my cousin from Xiaoxingjia Village, and their family also came to see the excitement.

I was a staff member of the command team, with a work permit, and took my cousin's family through the VIP passage, avoiding the crowd, and sent directly to the riverside, under the rostrum.

My cousin's family was overjoyed and praised me as a flower, saying that I was really capable. I waved my hand and said it was all a gesture.

My cousin pulled me to introduce me to someone, and I was chatting with her. At this time, fireworks suddenly burst into the sky, and the big drama of the night began.

I wasn't very interested in this, and was going to look at it for a while and then leave, but my cousin pulled me to talk about it endlessly, introducing the girls from their village. also told me that many people in Xiaoxingjia Village also came to see the excitement, and there were many girls, who would tell her that she would go to protect the media.

I'm dealing with her.

The big drama began, someone on one boat sang a piece of Qin dialect first, and another boat followed by a piece of "Female Horse". The crowd on the shore applauded. But to my ears, the singing is good, but it's all amateur level, and it's really not good.

At this time, there are more and more boats on the river, including transport boats, tourist boats, steamboats, and small sampans, not to mention this excitement.

The show is also your singing and I appear, the time is very fast, and an hour has passed.

It's almost lively, I yawn all day, I might as well go back to watch cartoons when I have this time. Even if it's cool tonight, it can't stand so many people huddled together, sweating all over.

I told my cousin that if it is not convenient for you to go back tonight, come and stay at my house.

Their family is very grateful. I was about to say goodbye when so many boats on the river suddenly fell silent for a moment. Because someone pulled a piece of erhu, it was "Erquan Reflecting the Moon".

This section of "Two Springs Reflecting the Moon" is poignant and moving, and slowly speaking, the wind on the river has stopped. There are so many people on the shore who are even more silent, they can hear a needle dropping on the scene, and there is only the poignancy of this erhu in their ears, which makes people's hearts tremble.

The first hour, although lively, was mostly played by amateurs. Now that such a professional performance has suddenly come, everyone's spirits are lifted.

Everyone looked up the river to see who the erhu person was, and at this moment, suddenly there was a burst of women's laughter from the crowd on the shore, "Hahaha, hahaha......".

Everyone was startled and looked at the river with laughter.

The laughter is very penetrating, not to mention the scary. The smile is very floating, and hysterical, like a female psychopath.

The crowd next to them dispersed, they squeezed here, our side was saturated, and squeezed back again, the crowd surged, and the scene became a pot of porridge.

At this moment, an old lady ran out of the crowd, it was the woman who laughed wildly, she ran to the river, and shouted in a singing tune and a sharp voice: "Look, the river is bright and bright, and the dragon king is making a birthday mile." ”

As she spoke, she climbed over the guardrail, jumped forward, and fell into the river!

At this moment, everyone was stupid, watching her fall into the turbid river and disappear into the shadow.

I felt numb all over, and my heart felt like I had been punched, because I recognized who this woman who jumped into the river was.

She is Zhang Hong's mother-in-law, the woman who once poured feces on us.