PS: It's finally on the shelves, I'm depressed, I beg for the first decision, and I want a monthly pass

Huang Tian pointed to this inconspicuous little wooden board and explained to us all kinds of things about Lu Banshu.

In ancient times, the mason was also called the big carpenter, and the small carpenter who made furniture for people was called the little carpenter, whether it was to build a house or to choose a hole for the burial of the ancestors, wood was used, so these people were equal to the disciples of Luban.

Huang Tian is good at feng shui, and naturally focuses on Luban in the arts, and this seven-star nail head book is a kind of magic in the taboo chapter of Luban.

If the two people don't have an unsolvable grudge, they would not use such a vicious trick to harm people under normal circumstances, and I don't know what the driver did to anger people.

In ancient times, all the wise architects knew some knowledge of feng shui and some Luban techniques, but in modern times, few people still know this kind of magic.

As a person in the construction industry, I also know some taboos, although I don't know what the principle is, but I also know that there are some places where you can't do your hands and feet, otherwise there will be different degrees of harm to the people who live in them.

Until now, the owners of the masons who built houses in the countryside and invited them with teachers did not dare to slack off, and they were waiting for them with good cigarettes, good wine and good tea, for fear that they didn't know which master knew some Luban techniques.

Of course, there are very few people who really understand Luban now, but there is always a scale and half a claw that has been handed down, and I have seen such a thing.

In our village, there was a family building a house just in time for 12 o'clock in the afternoon.

In general. It didn't go wrong at all, but it happened that day. Among them was a young mason who knew a little about Luban, but he didn't believe it. I thought it was nonsense, so I tried it and had fun.

This hand and foot did not hinder the family that built the house, but it made a pregnant woman who was passing by at that time unlucky.

I'm here to popularize this technique to you, it's very simple, but it's not easy to do.

Now the city is built with cement concrete, and there is rarely a place to use wood, unless it is for decoration, but there is still a habit of putting beams on the countryside in the countryside.

There is a rural slang saying: three rooms with two beams. The windows were pressed on both sides of the door, and the brothers walked as elder brothers, and the father's daughter-in-law was called mother.

Although it is a little vulgar, it is all the truth, that is to say, the house in the countryside, the beam purlin is still very important.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the day, sit on the second purlin, if a pregnant woman passes below at this time. The mason looked at the pregnant woman, said silently in his heart: "Open", and then used the brick knife in his hand to chop the purlin.

When this pregnant woman gives birth, the child born is definitely a natural rabbit lip, and it can't be cured. This is one of the ways in which magic harms people.

Of course, no one who has no grievances will harm you for no reason, but I'm afraid of those guys who are less than half a bottle. Fearless, fearless. It's just fun to do an experiment or something. Then you're out of luck.

"Since this seven-star nail book is so powerful, how did you crack it?"

The old man's eyes were shining, staring at Huang Tian's face, the relationship between the two was good, Huang Tian would not hide anything from him, so he said that it was this evil technique that was broken with my middle finger blood.

I'm very depressed, since the blood of the middle finger can break the evil, why do you have to use mine, isn't it the same with yours? It also hurt Lao Tzu's sore teeth.

"I see, you said on the phone that there was a code text for me to crack, take it over, I've been in a panic lately."

The old man took the notebook in Huang Tian's hand, sat on the chair in front of the desk, and began to decipher it attentively.

Huang Tian and I are laymen about the password, at most we know that SOS is a distress signal, and we don't know anything else, so we didn't disturb the old man's work and went outside the door to smoke.

"Xiaoliang, tell me what you think about this case, don't think about it, just say your most intuitive thoughts."

Huang Tian lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, puffed out a smoke ring, and turned his face to me and asked.

I thought about it for a while, and said cautiously: "From the situation we have, the possibility of homicide, love murder and theft has been ruled out, so the only possibility is that there is something to do, but we haven't grasped the point yet, did you bring that painting?" I want to look at it again, since it is said that the person in the painting is murdering, then there must be someone in this painting, but we didn't see it when we were in the director's office. ”

Huang Tian nodded: "Well, what you think is similar to me, I also brought the painting, I'll unfold it on the ground and take a look." ”

After speaking, Huang Tian took out the painting, and the two of us pulled it and spread it on the ground.

Only then did I realize that this painting was more than ten meters long, and it was the same as the Qingming Riverside picture, which was a landscape figure painting.

Looking down slowly from the beginning, I felt as if I was at the water's edge, with white waves, rolling rivers, and large and small fishing boats and merchant ships haunting the water.

Along the banks of the river are rows of quaint stone buildings, with peasant women washing clothes by the water's edge.

A few naughty children were picking up stones barefoot by the river, and a dark-skinned fisherman was carrying a fishing net and walking forward, his face beaming with the joy of the harvest.

Near the end, a large dragon tower ship was moving in the middle of the river, and there were several people standing on the deck, one of whom was a white-clothed scholar who looked exactly like the deceased Fan Lianhai in a miniature version, as if he had drawn himself into the picture.

There are also two women standing next to this scholar, both of whom have the appearance of a beautiful and fragrant country, and it seems that they have a lot of relationship with this scholar, they should be wives and concubines.

In a trance, I seemed to see one of the women with her mouth open, her face gradually became hideous, her hands turned into sharp claws, and she suddenly pulled into the scholar's chest, and with a twist of her wrist, a bloody heart was pulled out, trembling and beating in her hand.

The woman opened her mouth, threw the heart in her mouth, and chewed it, blood dripping down the corners of her mouth.

But the scholar looked relieved, opened his mouth, and said something to the woman. It's just that I can't hear anything, and I can't tell from the shape of my mouth. After all, I didn't learn to speak.

I've felt this way before, when I'm looking at a painting with my heart. It's as if you're part of the picture.

It was when I was very young, about five or six years old, and there was a picture of an ant dragging a green insect on the wall of my neighbor's house, which was very anthropomorphic, and I often went to his house to see it, and sometimes I was fascinated by it as if I was standing next to these ants.

"It seems that we need to take a risk to investigate the cause of the matter, if we knew that it was so troublesome, I might as well investigate the case in the northeast."

Huang Tian looked at this magnificent picture scroll and was amazed.

When he said that, he woke me up from that state. I let out a sigh of relief, not daring to look at the painting again, shuddering and pulling out my cigarette case, I took out a cigarette and lit it, taking a few deep breaths, barely calming myself down.

"What's wrong? What do you feel? ”

Huang Tian immediately noticed that something was wrong with me, and walked over to me and asked me with concern.

I ignored him, finished one cigarette on my own, and picked up a second one. That's when I told him what I had just felt.

"If that's the case, the matter will be solved easily, don't worry, this case will be solved in a few days. It's just that it can't be published, and at most you and I will draft a report and file it as a secret file by the polling bureau. ”

Huang Tian comforted me. Then he quietly went into the room to see how the old man had done his deciphering work.

I put away the scrolls on the floor and rolled them into a long tube and held them in my hands. The mood suddenly became different, and the things in my hands seemed to be extraordinarily heavy.

Is what I am holding in my hand now just a picture scroll or a figure of a surging river and a boat? I'm a little confused.

"It worked. This guy is really a crypto geek, but he still hasn't escaped my eyes, hahaha......"

The old man laughed heartily in the room, and began to translate the cipher with a pen.

The notebook is not big, but it contains a lot of information, and it was close to twelve o'clock in the afternoon when we came, and it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon, but none of us felt hungry.

The old man was extra excited when he deciphered the code, and began to translate the contents of his notebook for us.

There was a laptop on the desk, and the old man's index finger was beating on the keyboard, and the speed had caught up with that of a professional coder.

"Octopus!"

Looking at the old man's fast-beating fingers, I couldn't help but pop up such a word in my mind, on the Internet, everyone who writes fast is called the Octopus Party, or the Tentacle Party, which means that they are like countless fingers of the living, and the speed is several times that of normal people.

As the old man's translation work gradually came to an end, a bizarre story slowly emerged.

When the old man finished typing the last word, he archived the file, and then went to our mobile phones, pulled the document into our mobile phones, and let us read it slowly.

"Elder Yan, let's have a meal together first, anyway, so much time has passed, and it's not too late to watch it after eating."

Huang Tian spoke, I naturally raised my feet in agreement, and the old man seemed a little unable to hold on, so he nodded in agreement.

"You finally came to my house once, don't eat outside, and now it's past the meal, I'll call for takeout, let's eat at home, I know there is a restaurant that does quite well with food."

As he spoke, the old man took out his mobile phone and made a call, instructing the other side to deliver a meal as soon as possible.

Huang Tian naturally didn't have any opinions, the old and the young were in the room, and I was embarrassed to be in it, so I walked out and sat down on the bench under the grape trellis in the courtyard to see what was written in the code.

In fact, I can't interject about the topic they are talking about, I just didn't graduate from junior high school, and one of them is a senior professor, which is different from my cultural level.

"Recently, I've been dreaming about two women, one is called Baili Bing but I like to call her ass, and the other is called Chunjiao, but I always call her two, are these two women the most important women in my life......"

Click on the document, the first sentence is these, and the names and nicknames of two women appeared at once, the amount of information is a bit large, I shook my head, it's just a dream, and it's worth writing about?

Besides, even if you were to write it down, who would be interested in your dreams? You don't need to write it in an encrypted way, do you?

But gradually, I was attracted by the story, strictly speaking, this is a talented and beautiful story, but it is different from the general story, because it involves a goblin, an infatuated goblin...... (To be continued......)