Back to the large compound where Zhu Bin and the others lived, although they were tired from a busy day, everyone had no appetite, and they ate something indiscriminately, so Zhu Bin bought me a paintbrush. That night, I drew on a blank piece of paper, and no matter how I painted, I couldn't draw the building I saw in Xiao Jiu's eyes. It's not that the building looks strange or complicated, but if it were, I could have drawn it. On the contrary, the building looked too ordinary. It looked like it was supposed to be a building, but I couldn't tell how tall it was or how big it was because it was shrouded in such gray things, I could only see a part of the top floor. If I had to see that building in reality, I would have recognized it with my sixth sense, which is my intuition. But let me draw, at my level, I really can't draw...

Speaking of which, I was a little ashamed of Zhu Bin, in order to provide me with paintings, he specially bought a table lamp, and made me coffee, made supper, and treated me respectfully, which simply regarded me as a great artist. As a result, the artist tilted his head and painted back and forth, each painting was different...

"Brother Leng, is this a painted bird, a bird's nest? No, it's not round or flat, it's a real image, it's like..."

"Huh?" I raised my head and looked at Zhu Bin, but I didn't react for a while, "What bird's nest?" I pointed to the thing I had drawn, "How's this window of mine drawn?" …”

"Window, window?" Zhu Bin stared at the two of them, his eyes frightened.

"yes, yes."

"I, I'll go out and solve it, let it go..."

In this way, I continued to draw until midnight, and the paper basket was almost full. When you get to the back, you can poke the pen on the paper and pull out a bar. I was so sleepy that I fell asleep biting my pen...

When I woke up the next morning, Xiang Feng had been sitting next to me for a while.

"How?" Xiang Feng asked.

I rubbed my sleepy eyes and smiled embarrassedly, "I..."

Xiang Feng smiled slightly, "Forget it, it's not difficult for you." I bought breakfast, it's still hot, let's eat it..."

After gobbling up breakfast, we set off again. This time, we expanded our search and turned east and west, until the afternoon, and still couldn't find the building. I muttered in my heart, where did this Xiao Jiu go that night? …

It was overcast, and the wind was blowing, and the garbage was fluttering in the streets, and the sound of traffic was mixed with the muffled thunder from the sky from time to time, and it looked like it was going to rain.

"What should I do?" I asked with a frown.

Xiang Feng didn't speak, but raised his eyes to look into the sky.

"Is Xiao Jiu alive, not alive tonight?" Zhu Bin asked.

"Well, if we can't find that place, he'll not survive the wee hours of the morning," I said.

"Ah, then, what about that?"

I shook my head and rushed towards the wind channel, "Ah Feng, can you renew Xiao Jiu's life just like he did when he gave Old Man Yang his life?" ”

After I finished speaking, I realized that the reason why Old Man Yang lived for an extra year was not because we gave him a new life, but because of the joy and sadness I borrowed, which was stained with his longevity...

As he spoke, the rain had already fallen, and with the thunder, electric light flashed crosswise on the rooftops of tall buildings in the distance.

"Let's go, let's go back." Xiang Feng said.

"Go back?"

"Well, let's not look for the place where he hit the evil spirit, let's think of another way to see if we can help him save his life for the time being..."

Back in the compound, everyone's clothes were soaked. The rain became heavier and heavier, and the thunder came one after another. The raindrops hit the green bricks of the courtyard, blowing up into mist, and from the outside, it looked misty.

Somehow the power went out, the room was dark, and I hurriedly changed my clothes, Xiang Feng and I squatted on the ground at the door, using the light from outside to study ways to save Xiao Jiu. Zhu Bin and the others stood quietly aside, and they didn't even dare to come out of the atmosphere...

"According to Xiao Jiu's birthday, that is, I can't detect the reason for his collision with evil, and I can't see what life he has before his yang life is over, how to save this..."I muttered.

Xiang Feng stared at the misty rain curtain outside and was silent for a while, and suddenly seemed to think of something.

"Ah Leng."

"Huh? You said. ”

"Let's take a closer look at Xiao Jiu's birthday, don't just look at it as time."

"Good..."

The eight characters of this Xiaojiu are: Ding Mao, 癸卯, Xin Wei, Yi Wei, that is, he was born in the year of Ding Mao, the month of Ding Mao, the day of Xin Wei, and the time of Yi Wei (March 23, 1987, between 1 and 3 pm).

In the household registration book, there is no specific time when Xiao Jiu was born. Xiao Jiu's grandfather, the old man, although he doesn't remember the day Xiao Jiu was born, but he remembers the hour, according to his words, after eating the middle of the day. In the past, rural people did not eat lunch so early, after the meal, it should be after one o'clock in the afternoon, and before three o'clock, which belongs to the 'untime'...

"What do you see in his eight characters?" Xiang Feng asked.

"What...", I picked at the back of my head.

"His eight characters, his life is short of soil." Xiang Feng said.

I looked closely, and yes, it was. As for why Xiao Jiu is short of soil, let me explain. The so-called 'eight characters' is actually the method of the Ganzhi era of the ancients. For example, in the year of 'Ding Mao', 'Ding' is dry, Mao is 'branch', and a combination of one stem and one becomes a time.

What we look at here is 'dry', such as the eight characters of Xiao Jiu: Ding Mao, Gui Mao, Xin Wei, Yi Wei. What I look at is the five elements of Ding, Dec, Xin, and B, these four 'stems'. It is often written earlier that 'Ding' and the five elements belong to fire. As for the decay, the five elements belong to water. Xin, the five elements belong to gold. B, the five elements belong to wood. Xiao Jiu's eight-character dry life, fire, water, metal, wood, these four are all there, but there is no 'soil', which is the so-called dry life lack of soil...

"Well, so what?" I asked.

"Look at it again..."Xiang Feng said, "Xiao Jiu is a lunar year, a lunar month, a lunar day, and a lunar time, and it is the life of pure yin..."

I looked at it, that's right, Ding, Dec, Xin, B, these four are all Yin dry. Ding is Yin Fire, De is **, Xin is Yin Gold, and B is Yin Wood. And the 'branches' that match them, Mao and Wei, are also yin branches, so the small ninety-eight characters are pure yin, which is the life of pure yin...

"Well, the life of pure yin..."

"The mystery is here." Xiang Feng said.

"Oh?"

"I think, I have a way to save Xiao Jiu..."

"Really?!" I'm overjoyed.

"I can't guarantee whether this method will succeed or not, but in order to save people, we must try..."As he spoke, Xiang Feng got up and stood up and looked at Zhu Bin and them, "Where is the cemetery in your city?" ”

"Cemetery, cemetery?"

"Hmm..."

"In..."

Zhu Bin said that out of the city, along the national highway to the east has to walk seven or eight miles, and then to the south, there is a cemetery, which is quite large.

I seem to know what Xiang Feng is going to do, this little nine's eight characters, yin fire, **, yin gold, yin wood... Xiang Feng wanted to make another 'yin soil' for him. I don't know what happens after I make it up...

"Do you have to go to the cemetery, a normal cemetery or something like that?" I asked.

"No, the cemetery is too small, it has to be a cemetery."

"Well..."

I said in my heart that the cemetery is guarded, and if we want to enter it in a conventional way, it must not be easy, so we can only use unconventional methods...

Xiang Feng looked at the time and said, "Pack your things, and we'll leave right away." ”

"We want it, do we want it," Zhu Bin said.

"You don't have to go." Xiang Feng said.

"What about Xiao, Xiao Jiu?"

"Nonsense." I said, "How can Xiao Jiu save him if he doesn't go?" ”

This Zhu Bin is quite suitable for being a logistics staff, in addition to quickly preparing the things that Xiang Feng explained to us, he also prepared food for us quite intimately, plus a bottle of liquor. It is said that it is cold at night when it rains, and drinking some wine at night can keep out the cold.

Carrying Xiao Jiu into the car, I took care of it in the back seat, drove the car to the wind, and went out of the city, and it was already dark. The rain is still falling, but not as heavy as before. Looking out of the car window, the rain-washed roadway is as smooth as a mirror under the reflection of the street lamps. The leaves reflect the light and sway in the wind. It didn't take long for us to come to a junction heading south. There is a head scissor on the street sign, the words 'Dongshan Cemetery', which looks dim and faint...

Turning south, I saw that there was not even a light on the road, and there was wilderness on both sides. After walking along the road for a while, a corner saw a cemetery in front of me, and the door was lit up. The wind slowed the speed of the car, and I looked over, and saw a house against the door, and the dim light came out of it, and it seemed that there were people inside.

As far as the eye can see, I saw that this cemetery leaned against a hill, to be precise, this hill was encircled inside, the area of the garden was quite large, and the wall was quite high.

Xiang Feng drove the car to a forest in the west of the garden and stopped.

"Looks like we're going to have to climb over the wall and get in." I said.

Xiang Feng looked at me in the rearview mirror and smiled, "Otherwise?" ”

"And what about him, hang him with a rope?" I pointed to Xiao Jiu.

"Hmm." Xiang Feng said.

"I'm not worried about hanging a person over, I'm just worried, he's so thin like this, the wall is so high, can the body bear it."

"There's no way, it's better than letting him get injured a little, it's better than Yang Shou dying at the end of his life."

I nodded helplessly, took out the wine and food, and shared it with Xiang Feng. The rain was pouring down, and from time to time a gust of wind would blow, and the trees in the forest would 'rattle'.

Look at the time, it's almost ten o'clock.

"Ah Leng."

"Huh?"

"If I break your car, I'll accompany you when the time comes."

"Why are you talking to me like that?" I laughed, "As long as you don't break me, you can step on the car." ”

Xiang Feng drove the car to the wall, got out of the car, looked up at the night sky, and said, "I'll go up first." ”

"Hmm."

Xiangfeng stepped back step by step, retreated to the fifth step, and a runner jumped over the roof of the car, kicked onto the wall, and flipped up.

"Ah Leng, tie Xiao Jiu up with a rope, I'll hang him up..."

(It's a little late today, in fact, I finished writing it early, and I revised it, everyone has been waiting for a long time)