Time goes back to Xiagu Village more than 20 years ago. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was an extremely ordinary day in the whole short summer, the sun was still very strong, and the cicadas in the trees were still noisy, but for seven-year-old Ji Hanwu, this day was destined to be extraordinary.

The scorching sun shone on him, and he only felt cold, like falling into an ice cave.

There was no wind, no churning splashes, and the water surface of the embroidery pool was like a mirror, reflecting his fears from nowhere.

Ji Hanwu didn't speak, although he was respected by other children as the child king of Xiagu Village, but he was still a child after all, and when a child faced the problem of life and death, there was nothing but fear.

"Little, little martial brother...... Now, what now? ”

There was also a half-sized man about his age standing next to Ji Hanwu, like Ji Hanwu, he was also frightened, trembling, and looked like he had lost his backbone, but he was better than Ji Hanwu, at least, he could still speak.

Ji Hanwu was in a trance at this time, and after hearing the words that Ergenzi said with trembling cheeks, Ji Hanwu came back from his trance and shouted: "Hurry back to the village and call your lord!" ”

The two and a half boys ran wildly on the forest path, running towards Xiagu Village.

More than ten minutes later, this small village, which is not very large, exploded in an instant.

"Something happened to the child of the old Sun family!"

"Xiao Ke is drowning!"

"Everyone, hurry up and go to the embroidery pool to save people!"

Eager shouts and the sound of cicadas wafted over the village, making it seem like the temperature was hot and dry today.

"The stinky boy of the Ji family took the baby of the old Sun family to the embroidery pond to play in the water, and something happened!"

After a while, the adults in the village all knew what was happening, and the plowing in the field lost their hoes, the pigweed in front of the house lost their rakes, and the feeding in the livestock shed lost their water scoops.

When Ji Hanwu rushed to the house with a panicked face, his father Ji Yunke was digging the drainage ditch outside the house, and it suddenly rained a few days ago, and the drainage canal was now full of a lot of silt washed down from the mountain. He was in full swing, and when he saw his son running back in a panic, he wondered, didn't this little rabbit cub just shout to go and play with his friends? Why did you come back so soon?

But just as his son finished speaking incoherently, Ji Yunke's heart was also tight, he shook the hoe in his hand, and hurriedly ran in the direction of the embroidery pool.

When Ji Hanwu returned to the embroidery pond again, many people had gathered on the edge of the embroidery pond, and it can be said that most of the people in the village had gathered around the embroidery pond. When he arrived, there were already seven or eight adult men diving in the depths of the embroidery pool, and the women and children in the village were all gathered around the pool, and a middle-aged woman was sitting in the crowd, howling heartbreakingly, and the sad voice of crying made Ji Hanwu have goosebumps all over his body.

Ji Hanwu's father, Ji Yunke, happened to crawl out of the embroidery pool at this time, and when he saw his son coming, he ignored the wet water droplets on his body, and directly pushed away the crowd and rushed towards him. "Dad......" Ji Hanwu just wanted to speak, "Smack!" A loud ear scraper slapped his young face.

"You little bunny! Who told you to bring someone here to swim?! ”

Looking at his father's eyes that were almost bursting out, Ji Hanwu bit his lip and covered his face, turned around and ran towards the ancient village.

At this moment, he hated his father, and likewise, he hated himself.

The sun on the sun was still so strong, the cicadas on the trees still didn't stop, and Ji Hanwu curled up in his firewood room, shivering.

"You guys let it go, I can't go."

"You guys let it go, I can't go......"

It wasn't until the sun waned and the moon climbed the treetops that the people in the village came back one after another.

That night, Ji Hanwu had a dream, he dreamed that Sun Xiaoke was standing wet under the old locust tree at the gate of his house and looking at himself, and he didn't speak, just smiled. From that day on, Ji Hanwu fell ill.

High fever of 39 degrees.

Ji Yunke stopped almost all the work at hand, and in the next few days, he followed the people in the village to the embroidery pond every day, went out in the morning for several days, and came back at night, and after coming back, he didn't say anything, just drank wine with a gloomy face, and Tang Shuqin also quarreled with him a few times about this.

Ji Hanwu has been having a high fever that does not go away, Tang Shuqin invited several doctors but couldn't see the problem, and he was in a hurry, but the old man gave him a trick.

"Shuqin, go find some charcoal ashes, white rooster blood, and by the way, grab some mud under the tiles of the east house."

Tang Shuqin didn't ask much, and was busy going to Zhang Luo.

As soon as Tang Shuqin left with his front foot, Uncle Sun came in with his back foot, and before the old man could speak, Uncle Sun said, "Plop!" He fell to his knees.

"Master Sun, what are you doing here?"

"Old Man Tang! Please, be merciful! Have pity on my grandson! ”

Uncle Sun didn't finish speaking, and he couldn't stop crying.

"Sun Da is in charge, if you have something to say, you hurry up, you hurry up~"

The old man helped Uncle Sun up and asked him why he was doing this, and Uncle Sun told the old man about the strange things that had been salvaged Sun Xiaoke in the past few days.

"Old Man Tang, everyone asked me to find Mr. Liu from the next village, look ......?"

"Mr. Liu is proficient in the art of the Netherworld, and he is also a chivalrous and loyal man, you can go and invite him over directly?"

"But I heard that the people in their village said that Mr. Liu is not in the village now, and I don't know where he went, they all said that Mr. Tang, you have a very good relationship with him, I really can't help it, so I came to beg you, can you help me find him, I will kneel down for you."

Uncle Sun said that his knee was about to poke the ground again, and the old man hurriedly held him up.

"Sun Da is in charge, I'll help you, you get up."

After telling Uncle Sun what to do, Tang Shuqin also came back with things. The old man drew a line outside the threshold with the blood of the white rooster, stuffed the dirt from the house into his grandson's pillow, and finally, flushed the water with the ashes of the stove, and carefully washed Ji Hanwu's limbs.

After doing this, the old man sighed, looked at the twilight sky outside the doorrail and said, "The rest can only look at Mr. Liu." ”

The sky outside the doorrail was now glowing.

The next day, Liu Blind followed Uncle Sun to Xiagu Village, after seeing the embroidery pool, Liu Blind pinched his fingers, arranged things properly, and hurriedly returned to the village to prepare things, two days later, under his guidance, the villagers finally caught Sun Xiaoke who drowned in the embroidery pool.

"The victim died at a young age, something strange and resentful, before he was buried in the coffin, there are three things you should remember, first of all, the body must be parked in the open space outside the house for three days, during which there must be no black dog in the house, and the green umbrella on the corpse cannot be removed within three days, otherwise it will cause a big disaster, remember to remember."

After instructing the grief-stricken Sun family, Liu Blind went to Master Tang's house in the east of the village. (To be continued.) )