Chapter 10 Ancestor Worship Day
The next day, I used Li Dongli (you should know what this means if you have seen the previous one), so there were no casualties. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 infoToday is the third day, the day when the village chief said he was worshipping his ancestors.
It's only three o'clock in the morning, and the whole village is awake. Every household took out a firecracker and set it off at the door. "Crackling", the sound of more than a hundred firecrackers gathered together, almost deafening the ears.
In the clinic, Wang Hua and his entourage naturally woke up from their sleep. When they came, there were seven people, and now there are only five left. Everyone is full of infinite worries about their future fate, and they are not sure if they will survive this hurdle. After two days of sorting out and combining clues, Wang Hua has gradually sorted out the network of things that have happened in this village. To sum it up in a few simple words, it is that the people of this village once sacrificed a young girl alive because of the plague. It is estimated that the ghost who kills people now should be the undead spirit of this girl.
The girl's name is Cuihua, the same name as the village chief's family, but it shouldn't be a person. For some reason, as soon as Wang Hua heard the news, his head was confused. It felt like something had touched a nerve, and a vague thing gradually became clear. But it's still like a veil, and I can't find the direction at all.
"Today is the day for them to worship their ancestors. Luo Xi opened the window a little bit, looked at the people who were carrying something outside, and said, "It's too early, it's only half past three, and they are really idle." ”
"So what do we do now?" said Yuan Pinyun on the side.
Luo Xi carefully stared at the people who were holding a celebration outside the window, thought for a while and said, "Now is the time for them to worship their ancestors, and there should be no one in Mrs. Zhang's house." We divided into two groups to search these places. Jin Lianhuan, Zhu Pingfeng, and Yuan Pinyun, the two of you go to Mrs. Zhang's house, and Wang Hua and I will go to their ancestral hall together. She opened the window again and carefully observed the flow of people outside, "Outside they are still worshipping their ancestors, and it is estimated that they will go around the village." What is the process of worshipping ancestors? Do any of you know?"
Zhu Pingfeng said: "I don't know much about it, but I vaguely remember that there is a chapter on Jiafu worshipping ancestors in "Dream of Red Mansions". It's not the same as it is now, but the process should be pretty much the same. I seem to remember as if I was going to invite the elders and go to the ancestral hall together to invite the gods. Then it's time to eat, and that's all there seems to be. ”
Luo Xi looked outside again and said, "In this way, they should be carrying a sedan chair now." It is estimated that I am going to invite Mrs. Zhang to preside over the ancestor worship ceremony, so let's wait a while. Yesterday I quietly went to the ancestral hall, where the gate was locked and the walls were so high that I couldn't get in. Now after they finish inviting Mrs. Zhang, they should go to open the door of the ancestral hall. Let's all wait a little longer before we go, and now let's have breakfast. ”
Luo Xi got up and got dressed, and walked to the place where the fire was cooking was cooking. The rest of the people wanted to continue sleeping, and some got out of bed with Luo Xi. Although Wang Hua's head was still very sleepy, he was so noisy by the sound of gongs and drums outside that he couldn't sleep anymore. glanced at Jin Luhuan, who continued to sleep next to him, and got dressed and got out of bed.
Outside the bedroom, I went into the old consultation room. Although Luo Xi had woken up, his head was still groggy. and the other two collapsed in the chairs outside, not wanting to do anything. I can't sleep, I don't want to move. Seeing Wang Hua coming out, she said, "Wang Hua, can you get rid of one thing?"
"Hmm, what's the matter?" asked Wang Hua.
"Can you help me bring the pot over there? Please, it's too far. ”
"Where's the kettle?" Wang Hua looked around, but didn't find it.
"Well, right there. Luo Xi pointed to the table that was only a meter away from her.
Wang Hua said speechlessly: "It's so close, you can't take it yourself!"
"Oh, just help people, people are so sleepy and thirsty, they really don't want to move. Luo Xi said coquettishly.
Wang Hua looked at Luo Xi's cute expression, sighed helplessly, and said, "Okay, okay, I'll help you get it." ”
"Okay, can you please pour me some more water?"
Wang Hua sighed helplessly and said, "Okay, I'll help people to the end and send the Buddha to the west." Where's the cup? I'll take it for you. ”
"Here. Luo Xi took out another dozen paper cups from the bracelet and gave one to Zhu Pingfeng and Yuan Pinyun. The three of them looked at Wang Hua with ill will while holding the paper cup, and said coquettishly together: "Get rid of you, Brother Wang-" The power of this coquettish is not simply tripled. But like opening a square, I don't know how many times it has been doubled.
Wang Hua poured water for them one by one, Luo Xi looked at Wang Hua like this, and hurriedly wanted to give instructions again. Wang Hua saw that Luo Xi was about to speak again, and with lightning speed, he put the thermos back in place and walked outside the door. shouted to Luo Xi: "I'll go out and see what's going on." Then the door slammed shut.
Luo Xi looked at the closed door with black lines on his face, and together with Zhu Pingfeng and Yuan Pinyun, the three of them shouted coquettishly towards the bedroom: "Oh, it's not good, Brother Jin, there are cockroaches." ”
Another slave was born in this world.
Wang Hua stood in the middle of the courtyard, looking up at the dark sky. There is not a single star in the winter night, and there is only a thin crescent moon in the sky. The moonlight sprinkled on the silvery snow, and the silvery snow reflected the sprinkled moonlight. The two fit together and combine to form a novel aesthetic. It makes people feel like they are in a crystal palace, everything is so beautiful, so hazy.
Wang Hua just wanted to go out, but suddenly found five or six brass locks hanging on the door. Judging from the reflection of the frozen puddle outside the gate, there were people on each side of the gate guarding it. It seems to be holding a weapon in his hand, and if you look closely, it is actually a firewood knife. It seems that the village chief doesn't seem to want Wang Hua and them to know the secret of their village's celebration.
"I don't want people to know, so don't do that. Wang Hua thought in his heart, "Let people hold two firewood knives beside them, is this to kill us as soon as we come out?" Okay, okay, lock it." Anyway, in general movies, locking the door is useless. ”
He tried to go back to the house, but found that the door would not open. Looking through the window, the little devil actually had the leisure to force Jin Yanhuan to cook. It is estimated that the door was also locked by Luo Xi, this person's heart is too big.
Wang Hua squatted in front of the door sullenly, looking at everything around him boringly. From his pocket, he took out one of the two magic weapons that Sima Wen had given him. Looking at the one that was not much bigger than a watch, with only one button and the letter A written on it, he thought, "What is the use of this thing? Why can't it be directly displayed in the brain like other magic weapons?"