Chapter Forty-Seven: Nine Years Old and Zou Yao
My mouth opened and opened, looking at Zou Yao in front of me, I still didn't know how to say anything about me. I've always felt that this is my own business, and according to my character of preferring to wronged myself rather than trouble others, I am very reluctant to mention my own business.
What's more, I'm still with the nine-year-old, he is a ghost, and Zou Yao and they are all Taoists who eliminate ghosts, if they know the existence of the nine-year-old, it will be very unfavorable for me and the nine-year-old.
"Forget it, I know you're not as simple as it seems." Zou Yao waved his hand, he looked at me seriously and said, "No matter how many secrets you have and what your past is, but I know that you are a good girl, thank you for saving my people, I will protect you with my life, not for Hu Ye." β
"In addition, don't blame me for talking too much, the ghost who follows you is very handsome, but don't be fooled by the surface, the ghosts, they are all very cunning."
I was shocked, Zou Yao knew about the existence of a nine-year-old?
"What? Surprised? Zou Yao shook his head and smiled.
I was really surprised, but when I think back to the night I left Ponyville, I was nine years old and always followed me, and it was normal to see it with Zou Yao's strength.
"Mm-hmm, then I hope you can help me keep it a secret, he is very important to me." I say.
"Don't worry, as long as he stays honest, but he wants to act recklessly against you, I, Zou Yao, will be the first to let his soul fly away." Zou Yao's tone was very harsh, it didn't look like he was saying it to me, but like it was for a nine-year-old.
Because we don't know much about the big tomb on Purple Toad Mountain, we talked on it and went back to Fengzhai, and this kind of thing must be considered in the long run.
When Zou Yao returned home, he began to look through ancient books in his study, which was said to have been left by his grandfather's grandfather, and the ancient books in it were basically blue and yellow pages, and many of them were carved together with bamboo scrolls.
I looked at it, and the words on it are very good-looking and bizarre, and they should all be written by Zou Yao's grandfather himself, but because they are Hakka ancient characters, I can't understand any of them.
Zou Yao read for a long time, but he read a lot of books, but his brows were still wrinkled. I asked him how he was, and he said that he had found no information about the tomb from the brief history of Fengzhai in the past.
"But I don't think it's that simple, according to some of the words recorded above, this wind village construction has a very important meaning here. It seems to be for the suppression of something, but there is no mention of the suppression above. Zou Yao frowned.
"Don't think too much about it, at the beginning of the establishment of this wind village, maybe it was just that your ancestors thought it was good here, so they settled here, and then they spread out, and there was a wind village."
"This is unlikely, according to the ancient books, my ancestor used to be a disciple of a certain sect, and he has a deep knowledge of feng shui, even I, who only know a little about the skin, can find a better feng shui place near here, since my ancestor did not build the blessed site in other places, it is likely to be to guard something here."
I nodded, if it is really as Zou Yao said, then this wind village is not simple. But was his ancestor there to guard the tomb opposite? I don't think it should be, after all, a big tomb, if you are really worried about a ghost general, you can destroy the tomb in advance, why bother to come here to guard it so much.
"So I don't know what to do with the tomb." Zou Yao sighed, it seems that for that big tomb, he can only close the mountain first, and then make long-term plans.
The earlier it gets, the autumn wind blows through the yellow paper on the ground, and it's already a little cold. I went back to my room and added a long coat, and as soon as I turned around, I was nine years old.
I hadn't seen him in days, so I was pleasantly surprised when he appeared. The nine-year-old looked at the room and couldn't help frowning slightly, "Why did you go back to Fengzhai again?" β
I told Zou Yao about leaving me in a self-harming way, and the corner of the nine-year-old's mouth twitched, "This guy is really naΓ―ve." Let's go, anyway, Zou Yao's life is hard, and he can't die. β
Let's go now? I suddenly realized that I had no intention of leaving, so much so that I was stunned as soon as I opened my mouth at the age of nine.
"You don't want to go? We still have a lot of work to do, and we can't afford to waste time here. The nine-year-old asked.
I was a little worried, just thinking, suddenly there was a big black dog barking outside, followed by the screams of the villagers, I hurriedly looked under the window, only to see that the big black was at the door of Zou Qisan's house, and many frightened villagers gathered together to look at his house in horror.
Zou Yao also ran out of the house, and I wanted to go down too, and then the nine-year-old jumped directly from the window with me in his arms. Zou Yao also seemed to notice something, he looked back at me and the nine-year-old, his eyes narrowed, and he stared at the nine-year-old fiercely.
The corners of the nine-year-old's mouth grinned, and he looked at Zou Yao with the same unkindness. I was really worried that they would fight, but at this time, Zou Yao didn't have time to pay attention to the nine-year-old, and he went straight into Zou Qisan's house. I also hurriedly ran over to look, and in the crowd I could see someone walking around in Zou Qisan's house.
I took a closer look, and it turned out to be Zou Qisan! Is he alive? But looking at the behavior of the crowd, it doesn't look like it.
"It's a corpse." The nine-year-old clasped his hands on his chest and calmly looked at the scene inside.
"What is a corpse?" I asked in a whisper.
"Have you heard of zombies?" Nine-year-old asked me. I nodded, I've heard of this, and when I was a child, I watched Hong Kong movies, and Uncle Lin Zhengying dealt with zombies.
"Well, what about the corpse, it's the lowest level of zombies, and it can even be said that it's not a zombie, but this person, he has a breath left before he dies, and this breath doesn't come out, and after a long time, the corpse is affected by yin qi, and he comes back to life with this breath. Of course, it's just that the body is alive, and the soul is gone, and this person has become a walking corpse, that is, a corpse. β
"But how long has this guy been dead? Normally, it takes a few days to wake up a corpse. β
"Looks like he died last night." I say.
"Died last night? It's a little interesting, is this Fengzhai still dead, why is the yin so heavy? The nine-year-old shook his head and looked around the Fengzhai and looked at Zou Qisan in the room with great interest.
"Yes, a villager died two days ago, it seems that there is a big tomb on the mountain in Xiao Cicada'er's hometown, and the things inside are deliberately made." I explained, at this time, Zou Yao had already fought with Zou Qisan inside.
said that the fight was also a little elevated Zou Qisan, and simply suppressed it one-sidedly, Zou Yao used his thumb to smear some cinnabar on Zou Qisan's Yin Hall, and then stuck Zou Qisan's neck with his fingers. I could hear the uh-uh-uh-uh roar, and then Zou Yao suddenly slapped Zou Yusan on the chest.
"Hiccup~~"
Zou Qisan hiccuped loudly, and then the whole person fell straight to the ground. As if that was all it takes, the villagers cheered happily and carried Zou Qisan back to the coffin. I breathed a sigh of relief, and I was very happy, and then I realized that the nine-year-old on the side had not spoken, and I looked sideways, and the nine-year-old was gone.
I hurriedly looked left and right, and found that he was standing on the big flat looking at the mountain opposite, and the moonlight pulled his slender figure very... No, he doesn't have a shadow, but it's also quite beautiful to see him standing alone on the big flat, and he looks handsome even if he buckles his nose.
I walked over and asked him what was wrong, and he put his head over my shoulder and said, "Wanwan, do you want to be a little stronger?" β
"Anything better?" I have a longing in my eyes, and to be honest, I've really thought about it, and I've thought about it more than once. I really want to be a little better. Watching Master River stay in the hospital for my serious injuries and coma, when he was forced to leave X City by Hu Ye, and when he could only leave Fengcheng in Ponyville Village to die, I wanted to become stronger again and again, because that feeling of powerlessness not only made me uncomfortable, but also made my friends uncomfortable.
"I really want to." I say.
"There's a chance now." The nine-year-old smiled slightly, his eyes narrowed a long line, it was really good-looking.
"What chance?" I'm also very excited, if only I could do that.
"Hey, hey, what are you two doing, I warn you, stay away from Wen Wan." At this time, the figure of Zou Yao suddenly came from behind me, and he pushed the nine-year-old who was holding me away and stood between the two of us.
"I think some people are too long-lived." The nine-year-old's face suddenly turned cold, and the way he stared at Zou Yao made me a little scared.
Zou Yao didn't laugh angrily, "Yes, yes, yes, I think my life is quite long, oops, how can it be good, God is not willing to accept me, unlike some people, I saw Lord Yama early, pitiful." β
"You, what a damn thing!" The nine-year-old's face was already frosty, and I could feel the oppression faintly bursting out of the nine-year-old's body, I was really frightened, and hurriedly stood between them and pushed the two of them away, "Hey, hey, they're all friends, and they're easy to talk to." β
"I don't welcome a friend like you." Zou Yao snorted coldly. The nine-year-old also snorted coldly, they stared at each other, I felt that they were not dead and I was dying, I looked at the mountain opposite, and suddenly my eyes lit up, "Zou Yao, didn't you say that you want to thank the people who saved the lives of the whole village?" That's him, nine years old. β
Zou Yao finally stopped talking at this time, his eyes flickered as he stared at the nine-year-old, and finally he snorted coldly, "For the sake of the gentle face, I won't embarrass you." β
"I'm too lazy to bother with the little scoundrel." The nine-year-old said with his hands on his chest.
"Who do you say is a scoundrel?" Zou Yao's face was cold again. I was really going crazy, I hurriedly pushed the two of them away and said, "Okay, there are so many things to do now, don't argue, stay honest with me." β
"Humph!"
Seeing that I was angry, Jiu Sui and Zou Yao snorted coldly at the same time, and they didn't care about each other anymore. We went back to the house to eat, and the nine-year-old sat next to me again, and he didn't need to eat, so he kept looking at me while he was eating.
My face flushed and I was really going to laugh. Zou Yao, who was sitting across from me, had been snorting coldly, and he didn't know what he was humming. As for the big black dog, it has been baring its teeth and roaring and staring at the nine-year-old full of threat, and the nine-year-old knocks on the basin and gives it meat, and it swallows the meat in one bite, and then continues to stare at the nine-year-old angrily, I really can't laugh or cry.