Chapter 315: What I Saw and Heard at the Bridgehead
Lao Chen's head howled out, and Tianchu was immediately surrounded by the crowd, this group of ordinary people seemed to see the gods descending to earth, calling the sky and grabbing the earth, even knocking and worshipping, Tianchu was to help this, that knelt down again, and hurriedly helped no one, just stood there and didn't move, let them worship enough. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
After the crowd stopped, Lao Chen squeezed in, and excitedly pulled out the noise door, as if he was deliberately showing off, and talked to Tianchu.
"Dao Chief, why don't you rest at home? Still coming here in person? Next time you go to say in advance, we'll get a slide pole to carry you. ”
"Yes, yes, how can you walk by yourself, where are you going, we will carry you!" A few young men also chimed in.
"No, no, no, I really don't need to, I just walk around and take a look, don't worry too much, I'm just like you, I'm an ordinary person, not a heavenly master." Tian Chu really frightened the enthusiasm of the Yelang people, and hurriedly said politely.
After Tianchu finished speaking, the crowd burst into thunderous applause, and they all applauded Tianchu's pro-people attitude, Tianchu smiled embarrassedly, wiped the sweat on his head, and thought about quickly finding a word to get down to business, or these people would be endlessly singing praises here, afraid that they would not be able to stand the praise and really fly, then they would really become immortals.
At this time, Tianchu suddenly remembered something, he had to go to the ghost mountain again in two days, such a big matter should be notified to the family of the deceased, so the matter of looking for the root clues, simply start here.
Tianchu signaled everyone to be quiet, then cleared his throat and said: "Actually, I came to tell you something, I went to Ghost Mountain last night, I saw many ancestors of the villagers, their souls are still in the world, and it is not ......a way to go on like this."
As soon as Tianchu opened his mouth, there was an immediate commotion in the crowd, some people felt scared, some people felt incredible, and one of them said a middle-aged man: "No wonder people get sick every year when they come back from worshiping their ancestors, it turns out that Yin Qi has entered the body." ”
"Yes, yes, my body is so good, I will feel chest tightness and shortness of breath when I go to the ghost mountain, and it is very uncomfortable, it is because of this that the city lord ordered that the people are not allowed to enter the ghost mountain except for the sacrificial day." Another villager chimed in.
"Thanks to the Heavenly Master, we have found out the reason, so what should we do?" An old man with a gray beard asked.
"I have already told them that staying in the world is only bad and there is no good, and they also promised me that I decided to leave, I just want to inform everyone today, two days later, I will go to the ghost mountain to do things to overkill the dead, I hope everyone can agree." Tian Chu asked as he looked at everyone's reactions.
"Agreed! Absolutely agree! ”
"Yes, Heavenly Master, you have the final say, everything you say is right!"
"We listen to you!"
Tian Chu didn't expect the villagers to be so easy to talk about, now that the matter of the overkill is over, it is time to mention the matter of Tigengen.
"One more thing." Tianchu waved his hand, signaled the crowd to be quiet, and continued.
"There is also a child among these souls, about three or four years old, a boy named Gengen, he has no grave, and he won't tell me what happened to him, but this child has helped me a lot, and I want to do something for him, do you know about this child?" Tian Chu looked at the crowd, hoping that someone would stand up and say something.
Everyone whispered and discussed, just looking at their expressions, it seemed that no one knew about Gengen's little ghost baby, and Tianchu couldn't help but be a little disappointed.
"Isn't he from Jinzhu City? Or has it been dead for hundreds of years, and no one knows about it for a long time? Tianchu thought to himself, a little depressed.
No one spoke, everyone looked at each other, waiting for someone to stand up and tell the beginning of the day, but nothing like that happened.
As soon as Tianchu saw that this matter was no longer playful, he thought that he would simply go back, go back first to see how Hong'er was doing, and these people were all surrounding him here, delaying them to repair the bridge, so he wouldn't make trouble here.
After saying everything that should have been said at the beginning of the day, I said hello to the villagers and was about to leave, these villagers said that they had to carry Tianchu back, and Tianchu persuaded them to give up this idea because they were good at talking.
Walked out quite far, Tianchu was still discouraged by the fact that he had nothing to do with the roots, sighing all the way, when there was a sound of hurried footsteps behind him, and then a slightly vicissitudes of life sound came from behind.
"Dao Chief, stay! Michigan! Wait for me ......"
Tianchu stopped, looked back, and saw a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties waving to him while running, Tianchu waited in place with some confusion, and the middle-aged man ran over all the way with a sigh, first slowed down for a while before slowly speaking.
"Dao Chief, I have something to tell you...... The root of the matter ......"
As soon as Tianchu heard the name Gengen, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he carefully looked at the man in front of him, as if he had seen it in the crowd at the bridge just now.
"Do you know about the roots? So why didn't you say it just now? Tian Chu said the question in his heart.
"I ...... I'm also having a hard time......" The middle-aged man lowered his head and said with some embarrassment.
"It's better this way, it's a mess, come and sit here, and you can talk to me slowly." Tianchu said with relief, led the middle-aged man to a big rock, and the two sat down side by side.
"My surname is Wen, my name is Zhao, I am exactly forty this year, the root root you see is my brother, his name is Wen Yu, if he lives to be forty-five years old by now, he has taken care of me since I was born...... " The middle-aged man named Wen Zhao started by introducing himself.
"Wait, you said your brother was five years older than you? I'm talking about a three- or four-year-old kid...... Are you mistaken? We're not talking about one person. Tianchu's heart was cold when he heard this, and he interrupted Wen Zhao and said.
"It's a person!" Wen Zhao said with great certainty, looking at his expression, it didn't look like he was joking, and he spoke normally, not like a person with a brain problem.
Looking at Tianchu's incredulous face, Wen Zhao was a little anxious, "Oh, I'm a countryman, my mouth is very stupid, blame me for not explaining, why did I say I was not mistaken?" Because we, the golden bamboo, have never had a child die, never! Even my brother doesn't know about it, only I know, the ghost baby you see must be my brother Wen Yu, there can't be a second person. ”
Tian Chu was still confused, for him, what Wen Zhao said was still too far-fetched.
"Oh, let me put it this way, my brother is not a normal person, he is a fool, he hasn't grown since he was three years old, and he hasn't grown here, just like a three-year-old child." Wen Zhao measured the height of the three-year-old child, poked his head again, and said. (To be continued.) )