I knew in my heart that Mrs. He was driving the crane west at this time, which had something to do with helping me treat my injuries before and running out of Shouyuan.

I immediately knelt down again and kowtowed several times to the corpse of Mrs. He.

Immediately, I called Brother He outside the house to collect the body of Mrs. He.

Mrs. He is already over ninety years old, and she died suddenly, it is an absolute joy and mourning, and the people of the He family are not too sad, but calmly put on the old lady He who has already prepared the longevity robe.

I also told Brother He the truth everything that Mrs. He had done for me, saying that I owed them a great favor to the He family, and I would never be ambiguous when I needed to repay the favor in the future.

"Brother Haihai, don't take this matter to heart, my grandfather also said that it is fate to be kind, and there is something about the disaster in the village, when it really comes, we will definitely fight side by side to protect our village, and you will repay my grandfather's kindness at that time." Brother He said.

I was touched by Brother He's reasoning, the child of the carpenter's family is really upright.

After that, I left Mrs. He's house, walked on the way back to my home, passed by the ancestral hall of the village, and saw that the ancestral hall was lit with candles, but there was no one.

I remembered the old lady He's entrustment just now, asking me to go to the ancestral hall to burn incense more, so I stepped into the ancestral hall.

I looked around at the interior of the ancestral hall, this is also a building for quite a few years, it is since the Ming Dynasty, the construction of the ancestral hall began to rise in the era of the people, it was completed, the roof of the ancestral hall is the style of the hard mountain, the beams are quite stable, it has been more than 600 years, it is still wind and rain and does not move like a mountain.

I walked to the offering table in the ancestral hall and looked at the tablets of the ancestors and ancestors in the village.

I reached out and took three sticks of incense, bowed to a random shrine, and then began to talk about the calamities facing our Tashan village.

"The patron saint of Tashan Village, Mrs. He asked me to come to you, if you hear my cry for help, you must show up to save our village." I say.

Then I inserted the three sticks of incense into the censer.

At this time, a voice suddenly came from behind me: "Child, it is not right for you to worship God like this. ”

I turned my head and looked at the person who was talking, an old woman dressed in black and with silver hair.

The old woman's face was veiled, and only a pair of eyes were exposed, and her eyes were very beautiful, even though the corners of her eyes were already crawling with wrinkles, but their eyes were still pure, giving people a very kind feeling.

"I heard you talk just now, you worship the patron saint of your village, the patron saint lives in the sky, and you should worship the sky, but why did you find a shrine to worship casually." The old woman said.

I sighed, said I didn't know about it, and then took three sticks of incense and lit them, and bowed to the sky a few times.

The old woman also reached out and took three sticks of incense from the incense table.

But after lighting the incense, she went around in a circle, walked to the front of the formal mirror at the entrance of the ancestral hall, and bowed a few times to the mirror.

"Old woman, what are you worshipping?" I couldn't help but ask.

"I'm worshipping myself." The old woman said.

I was immediately shocked, I had heard of worshipping gods, worshipping immortals, worshipping Buddha, and even worshipping ghosts and demons.

But I've never heard of worshipping myself with incense.

The old woman came back, put the incense into the censer, and then turned her head and stared straight at me.

I was also looking at her, and I vaguely felt that this old woman gave me a very familiar feeling.

"Here you go, you like to eat." The old woman stretched out her hand.

I looked down at the old woman's palm, and it was a few pieces of sugar, or my favorite halva.

"How do you know I like this?" I asked, surprised.

"Kids love to eat it." The old woman said.

I thought to myself, I'm almost twenty, how can I still say I'm a child?

But judging by this old woman's age, I am indeed a child.

I reached out and took the old woman's halva and said thank you.

The old woman didn't speak, she still stared straight at me.

I was a little uncomfortable with her, so I said I was going home to sleep and said goodbye to her.

The old woman said that she was going back too, and went out of the ancestral hall with me, and when she reached the door, the old woman looked up at the night sky and said that tonight was cloudless, and the stars were still blinking, and it must have rained in the last few days.

I echoed the old woman's statement, looked up and saw the white tiger stars in the west, and immediately said one more sentence: "I'm afraid that in the last few days, it will not only rain, but also disaster!" ”

The old woman turned her head to look at me and said that I can see this by stargazing, is it because I know the astrological arts?

I nodded, and said I understood.

"Then have you used astrological fate to tell yourself your life?" The old woman asked.

I shook my head.

Not only astrology, all divination and fortune-telling business, the most ironclad rule, are not to tell fortunes for yourself, as for the reason, it is probably to help others spy on the heavens, which is already a felony, and then vainly try to spy on the heavens for yourself, that is a crime on a crime!

However, there are also fortune tellers who do not believe in evil and have calculated for themselves, but nothing terrible has happened in the end, which shows that this rule is complete nonsense.

But I really haven't given myself a life, probably because I don't remember this stubble.

At this moment, the old woman reached out and grabbed my arm, staring deeply at my face.

"Don't give yourself a fate, or you'll be scared to death."

Then the old woman let go of her hand and turned away.

I stayed where I was, looking at the old woman's back, completely confused.

The tone in which the old woman said this was not at all intimidating or threatening, but seemed like an extremely heartfelt exhortation.

But I don't understand why I can't give myself a life, otherwise I will be scared to death? What happened to my life?

And the old woman, I always felt that she gave me a feeling so kind, and I couldn't remember where I had seen her.

I looked at the halva in my hand, and remembered the murder of the starving ghost who looked like a little girl with pigtails in the peach grove during the day.

Although this old woman didn't look like a bad person, it didn't hurt to be careful, so I didn't dare to eat those halva pieces, so I raised my hand and threw them away.

After that, I went home, and they were relieved to see that I had really healed my wounds.

I also told them all about the treasure that Mrs. He passed to me, and how to deal with the murderous thing, and everyone summed it up, and felt that Mrs. He's strategy was indeed reasonable, and it was more appropriate to defend without moving until the situation of the murderous thing was thoroughly understood.

After the discussion, everyone went to rest, I had experienced so many nervous things that I almost fell asleep with my head on the pillow.

But this time I fell asleep, and I had the most horrible dream I have ever had in my life!

I dreamed that I had come to the outside of the ancestral hall in the village and heard someone inside calling my name.

I stepped over the threshold of the ancestral hall and walked in, and saw an extremely terrible and ugly monster entrenched on the ground of the ancestral hall!

The monster had a long snake-like body, black and blue, and was covered with disgusting cracks and ravines, and it had human features, but its face was triangular.

I looked at it, but I was so frightened that I turned around and wanted to run.

"Hey! Zhang Donghai, don't run, didn't you just come to burn incense and beg me for help? The monster spoke.

I looked at it in horror and wondered when I had burned incense and begged it for help.

Suddenly, I thought about it, and immediately asked it incredibly, is it the patron saint of our Tashan Village?

The monster said yes, I smacked my tongue secretly, I don't know what the body of this guardian god of our village is? Why is it so ugly?

"And what do I call you? Immortal grandfather? Grandpa Snake? I asked.

The monster said that although it is nominally the patron saint of our Tashan Village, it is not a god, nor an immortal, but only a human heart, and I just call him Grandpa Liang.

"Okay, Grandpa Liang, do you have a good plan for the disaster that our Tashan Village is about to face?" I asked.

Grandpa Liang said that it had not thought of any good methods now, but it was already a harbinger of misfortune in divination.

"When the hundred hands are slaughtered, the water flows into blood, and Lei Gong closes his eyes, it will be the moment when the first catastrophe in our village comes."

I didn't understand this too much, but after Grandpa Liang said this, my dream was to wake up and the sky was bright.

At breakfast, I talked to the little spear about last night's dream, and they all said that they couldn't understand the meaning of that sentence, the slaughter of a hundred hands, the water flowed into blood, and Lei Gong closed his eyes, all of which didn't sound like a good sign, but they all seemed to be impossible to happen, so I didn't have to pay too much attention to this dream.

After breakfast, my mother asked me to go out to buy rice, there were too many people living in the house in the past two days, and the rice was eaten quickly.

When I arrived at the rice shop, I saw from a distance that the stage square in the center of the village was full of people coming and going, beating gongs and drums, and it was not lively.

I asked the owner of the rice shop what was going on, but he rolled his eyes and said that I was too embarrassed to ask.

"You promised the big guy in the ancestral hall that you could go up the mountain to find your uncle and the people from the Soshan Brigade, but in the end you came back by yourself, according to the solution you told the big guy at the time, you can't find anyone, don't we just hold a mountain sacrifice?"

After listening to the words of the rice shop owner, I just thought about it, because I didn't get the uncle and them back, and the people in the village are still panicking, clamoring to hold a mountain festival to exorcise evil spirits!

"Then this time you still have to hold a living mountain sacrifice?" I asked, horrified.

The owner of the rice shop nodded.

"Who's the sacrifice?"

"That Liu Da's stupid mother-in-law can't be found everywhere, and the old lady Xu said that he still has to find a disabled person to top, and at first he said that he was Chen Da Radish's son, the Chen San who had epilepsy."

My heart suddenly pinched, Chen San was my good partner since I was a child, and I was entrusted by Chen Da Radish before he died, and I had to help Chen Da Radish take care of his only son.

But the owner of the rice shop said again, and later Mrs. Xu said that there was no need for Chen San, because someone volunteered to become a sacrifice.

I was stunned.

Someone voluntarily gave his life as a sacrifice? Who is so righteous and awe-inspiring? ()

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