Yang Tianyuan pondered: "If my father can become a toad, the Taoist priest will definitely be able to scatter beans into soldiers, drive cattle and turn into generals, and ask him to change a spell to bury his father and mother." He found dozens of sand and stones of different sizes, cried and begged: "Master, you will definitely have the strange method of scattering beans into soldiers and turning stones into generals, I beg you to cast some spells to turn stones into people and help bury my father and mother." ”

The Taoist priest said: "Child, there is no such spell, if there is no battlefield there will be no death, stone battle, my Chinese men will not be able to live in peace and keep their business, how can anyone die, how can there be a saying that the empty house is alone." ”

Yang Tianyuan didn't believe it, he shook him desperately, begging bitterly.

I don't know if the Taoist priest was shaking and was about to run out of breath, but he still relented and said, "Child, there is a kiln in the courtyard, see if there are any potters, if there is, I will help you!" ”

In the Republic of China, business could not be done, Yang Tianyuan's father fell in love with pottery, and sent someone to build a small kiln in the courtyard. Coincidentally, there are a pile of semi-finished gypsum pottery people with missing arms and legs, strange shapes, and just knee-high. Although the craftsmanship is poor, it should be made up and can be used, and I hugged it back to the house.

"Child, if I want to borrow your blood, I may lose half my life, do you dare?"

"Dare, as long as you can bury your parents well, don't say half of it, you can take the whole one."

"Okay, okay, help me take out the yellow paper and pen, find a vessel, and put half a bowl of blood on the seal hall."

Yang Tianyuan didn't think about it, so he found a broken bowl and made a cut on his forehead with broken porcelain. The blood on the door of the head is really difficult to come out, and when he waits for a pair, Leng is not much production, and he is in a hurry to hammer the back of his head with his hand, worried that the Taoist priest will carry it in one breath. Finally, he had a small half bowl, and he carefully held it in front of the Taoist priest. The Taoist priest put the cinnabar in his spirit, and the god babbled and confessed to him: "Child, put the blood in their seal hall, and say with the greatest strength: Get up!" They'll be able to listen to the command, and then they'll ......."

Before he finished speaking, his body went limp, and he died.

This time it's not pretended, it's really hanging.

Yang Tianyuan pondered: "That Taoist priest has a good character, and he took his life for my Yang family." He was so moved that he was buried with his mother, and another coffin was left for him. He picked out seventy-seven forty-nine pleasing potters in the kiln, printed the blood on them one by one, and silently recited in his heart: "Toad father, mother, you two are strange, I don't know how many people to use, give you a seven-seven bar, more, less, you take care of it!" As soon as he put the bowl down, he slammed his throat: "Get up!" ”

It's strange to say.

The potters were all moved.

There are jumping, jumping, rolling, all kinds of tricks are up.

Yang Tianyuan looked at this group of mischievous goods, and said in his heart: "This is invited, the feelings are all Qi Dasheng's monkey monkey grandson?" "In the blink of an eye, the kiln has been plagued by the potters. Yang Tianyuan was worried that they had dismantled the kiln, and as soon as the front foot came out, there was a boom behind him, and the kiln collapsed. Yang Tianyuan stood in the courtyard and said loudly: "Listen, I invited you here to let you bury my father and mother and the Taoist priest, thirty 'people' went to my ancestor to make a ear grave, and the rest put the toad father and mother into one coffin, and put the Taoist priest in another coffin." ”

There was a loud hula.

Forty-nine potters jumped out of the collapsed ruins.

Thirty potters scurried out.

Some climbed over the wall, and some jumped off the roof and went straight to the ancestral grave.

In 1930, the Central Plains War swept through most of China. This was the largest, longest and most widespread warlord melee in modern Chinese history. Everywhere there was the debris of the artillery fire, and countless people were displaced and starved. Shanxi, which occupies a unique advantage and ensures income during drought and flood, has become the first choice for disaster victims to flee the famine, and tens of thousands of disaster victims have flocked to it.

It doesn't matter if people give it or not.

Anyway, it's coming.

The mountains of gold and silver can't stand the crowd, and several large households have been eaten into empty houses.

People in poor years eat a lot, and thirteen or fourteen-year-old dolls can eat dozens of steamed buns when they let go of their stomachs, and they still don't feel full.

At that time, the people sang bitterly: "The newborn doll sucks a mouthful of milk, and the little daughter-in-law follows the thinning circle, screaming, son, light!" The old man and his cousin fought for half of the kennel and fought to the death. When the old owner saw the acquaintance, he hurriedly asked the fourth aunt to hide the cake ......, "But mortals can see a little bit of things in the mouth, their eyes are green, they eat dead dogs, dead rats, and even dead people, and it is not uncommon for children to eat each other."

When the potter goes out.

I am running into a few Henan escapees.

I saw a group of fat dolls jumping off the walls and roofs of this big family and running towards the wasteland.

Someone had a bad heart and quietly followed behind, all the way to the ancestor of the Yang family.

The little dolls hummed and made a hole in the graveyard.

The man lay in the distance and looked at it more and more, and said secretly: "Obedient, the courage is really not small, the timid man has to weigh the tomb robbery, and the dolls of the big family are really unusual." "My heart was a little frightened, but I couldn't bear the bitter screams in my stomach. After weighing it several times, he rushed forward with courage, picked up a little doll and said: "Hmph, no matter how bold you are, no matter how you say it, in the final analysis, it is also a group of little children. Suddenly scared out of a cold sweat, I saw the fat boy he was holding in the moonlight, no nose, no eyes, no ears, half of his butt was missing, and he was smiling vigorously, his body was not meat, **, not much different from a monster. Frightened, he pulled a piece of directly on the crotch of his pants, but fortunately he didn't eat in his stomach, and the output was not much, so he crawled back with a roll.

"Haha! It's not scary, but it's fun. Fang Yujie praised as if praising it.

"Fifty-eight for talking, forty for listening." Bao Yuan is an atheist, and he thinks that the story is made up by people who are full of food and drink.

"It's kind of constructive, you go on." Du Muqing smiled slightly.

The potters were really not fuel-efficient lamps, and they kicked the coffin into the courtyard and almost fell apart. Yang Tianyuan, who was in a hurry, scolded: "Be careful, be careful!" That's all I have, don't be a disaster! A potter grabbed the body of the toad's father and threw it directly at the coffin. Yang Tianyuan hurriedly ran to the toilet, so he complained and scolded: "Fuck your mother, although Lao Tzu's toad father is ugly, you can't throw it into the toilet." ”

Fortunately, it fell on the edge of the toilet, and if it fell into it, it would bubble and never be found again.

Yang Tianyuan carefully held it in his hand and said: "Fortunately! ”

The potters were really disobedient, and they didn't do it the same way, either fighting or riding coffins.

Yang Tianyuan suddenly remembered that when Sun Shengren was training palace maids, the violators were beheaded and shown to the public, and they were killed to make an example, and stood in the courtyard with their waists crossed and shouted: "Stand up for Lao Tzu, stand well, Lao Tzu wants to give a lecture, and there are a few points to explain." ”

The potters all crowded onto the lid of the coffin.

There is no positive shape, all of them are hanging.

Yang Tianyuan was angry and funny, he stepped forward with courage, and lifted a slap is two slaps, I don't know if it hurts, I only know that my hand is swollen.

"Listen, respect the deceased, the deceased is great, this is a funeral, don't be a monkey, there is a sad look."

The potters lowered their heads, and the chaotic movements gradually put down.

Yang Tianyuan saw that it had an effect, and it seemed that they understood human feelings. That expectation, within two bowel movements, the time is still that virtuous, how to be, or how to be. Yang Tianyuan was very frustrated, drooped his head, and said in his heart: "Forget it, I can't be reasonable with them, and they don't understand people." "The potters are very hard-working, and they are sloppy and quite vague. The mother's body was either head-down or upside down. Yang Tianyuan stepped forward to help, but they stopped them alive and dead, not very happy. It took a lot of effort to get a decent one, and the Taoist priest also pretended to be buried. I couldn't find anything like paint anymore, so I closed two plain coffins with all my hands and feet, and the coffin nails were all slapped into the removed window strips.

When the potter came back, the sky was almost white.

The coffin of the world, seven feet wide.

The potters did not have the assistance of the coffin eight bars, and there were no less than forty-nine at the bottom of the coffin.

They squeezed inward, kicked out, pulled their arms, dragged their thighs, and fought all the way to the ground.

Seven or eight potters kicked the coffin directly into the cave.

The angry Yang Tianyuan scolded his mother, knowing that it was a terrible thing, so he didn't invite it.

After everything was in order, I found two pieces of bark, inserted them in the grave of my parents, and wrote: Yang Guisheng, the strict father, and the tomb of Tian Xiangyu, the loving mother! Write in front of the tomb of the Taoist priest: The tomb of the benefactor!

Relaxed, sat down on the ground. At this time, Yang Tianyuan remembered that the Taoist priest only said to invite God, not how to send God, and secretly shouted in his heart: "It's not good!" "What should I do? Lying in the cemetery and thinking hard, his eyelids sank, and he fell asleep. I don't know how long it took, Yang Tianyuan was woken up by hunger. I couldn't find anything to eat on the desolate mountain, and the wind was blowing, and Yang Tianyuan shouted: "Get me something to eat?" "The potters are running all over the mountains, Yang Tianyuan is very happy, and it may be a good thing to have them.

When the food is placed in front of you.

almost made Yang Tianyuan mad, stones, mud, pine resin, snake skin, and even more annoying is the air-dried cow dung of Liangtuo.

Yang Tianyuan said word by word: "This is not for people to eat, get me something for people to eat." ”

In these years, except for the birds, those who run on the ground and swim in the water are basically eaten by people.

Finally lived up to his expectations and brought back an owl.

I lit a fire, plucked my hair, and roasted it on a skewered tree branch, and I saw meat for the first time in a few months, and I felt very happy.

Yang Tianyuan thought: "Although the respectful subordinates are gone, there are still dozens of mischief." "Secretly blind and beautiful.