There was nothing new in this night, Yuzhen and they were just blowing and beating things anyway. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

According to the local customs of our Shaliu Town, in order to let the dead rest in peace and relatives to declare their grief in their hearts, such a toss takes three days and three nights, and then it comes to the funeral, burial, and first seven sacrifices......

If I can hold on to the noise until they finish all these links, I guess the Yin Snake will bow down in front of me.

But this is not possible.

After these two nights, although I was extremely tired and a little manic from time to time, I did not completely lose my mind, and I was not completely mad by Yuzhen and them.

A question comes to mind: what exactly are they doing this for?

If it was just for my life, there would be no need to cut the flesh with such a slow knife, which would make me miserable.

If it was to vent my anger and torture me enough to take my life, it wouldn't have caused me to die anytime soon, because they hadn't had enough of it.

No, no, although my father has not moved, I am sure he will not sit idly by.

Even if he is in a difficult situation now, he has his difficulties, but he must be racking his brains to find a way.

Otherwise, he had already left Shima New Village and gone home, and it was only possible that Yuzhen and the others would come to deal with me so unscrupulously without his knowledge.

I've got to figure it out.

Because on the one hand, I don't want to distract my dad anymore, but I should share his worries even more, and on the other hand, these things are caused by myself, and I can only bear the corresponding consequences.

And the core problem is that I need a bigger win to prove myself.

No matter what the Yin Snake wants, all I want is a reciprocal conversation.

Persistence is victory, can persist in the noise interference of Yuzhen and their tricks, and defeat them, are you still afraid that the yin snake will not show its head?

The question is how to stick to it and what is the most effective method?

It's a pity that my family is a stonemason, not an old folk Chinese medicine doctor, and there are no ancestral miraculous remedies.

That's right, stonemason.

Then do what a stonemason should do most, and I suddenly thought that although I had been awake, it was as if I had fallen asleep, and I was so confused that I had forgotten the words "my heart is like a rock".

In the past, when I was impetuous, my father would always ask me to go to the workshop to grind a few stone tablets, and the punishment for doing wrong was like this, and the same was true for the reward for my achievements.

How could I have forgotten about business!

At the same time, I thought of the task that my father had given me, and wasn't this the best opportunity to hone and understand? I wasted two nights and one day.

But it was night, and I couldn't do stone work with my tools, because I was fed up with myself, let alone making noise with my fellow expeditions.

I took some water and went outside the courtyard gate, found a random place to sit down, and felt around me.

Because there was a collapsing courtyard wall in front of me, I could easily feel a relatively smooth piece and place it in front of me, and then pick out the most irregularly shaped stone, so that the preparation was complete.

I'm going to hone my craft.

This is the most time-consuming and laborious process, but I don't sleep day and night now, and I have time, which is the best thing to do to test my patience.

Yuzhen: The sound of their wailing and noise has always lingered in my mind.

I was about to calm down and get to work, when the noise suddenly surged like a rising tide.

Well, since I won't be allowed to meditate, I'll write whatever I want.

I stretched out my finger and wrote on the stone to be polished, not even knowing what it was.

But every stroke I wrote, it was like standing on the bow of a ship in the stormy seas, crooked and unsteady, and I felt that I must be ugly, I am afraid that it is more ugly than the legs and feet of a crab.

No, it's ugly!

And I heard Sakura say, "Quiet, think beautifully!

Haha, it turned out to be a static word, and the other party reacted and became angry! This shows that the method I came up with is indeed effective.

I held on to the stone with both hands, trying to smooth out the word in my mind.

As soon as I pushed and pulled hard with both hands, I heard the stone in my hand scream sharply: "It hurts!"

Then Yuzhen and the others cried in unison as if they had come to cheer on them: "You died so miserably!"

I smiled and said to myself, "Believe me, tease, you're going to die ugly!"

Then I polished the stones in my hand one by one, and sprinkled the water from time to time to lubricate it and save some effort.

Under the interference of Yuzhen and the others, my grinding work was intermittent, but I finally persevered and did not stop.

I grinded this extremely ugly static character to the point that it was completely invisible, and it felt like it took a long time.

Then I wrote again, this time two words, again without knowing what I had written.

And this time it was Yuzhen who reacted the most, she read: "Jade, Zhen?!"

The jokers began to make a fuss again: "Oh my God, she's your mother, how can you treat her like this?"

But I recklessly began to grind the stone again:

"Uh-hmm-hmm-"

It took a longer time, and finally the word Yuzhen disappeared.

I suddenly felt as if I was on the surface of the Dilong River, drifting rapidly on the bamboo dragon coffin, the current was turbulent, and I was sometimes at the top of the peak, sometimes in the whirlpool, uh, seasick, and the whole person was immediately thrown out of the cabin into the river and sank.

I choked on the water, and I couldn't breathe!

In my confusion, it seemed as if a few hands were tugging at my hands, trying to snatch away the grinding stones.

But I subconsciously held it, and they couldn't separate my hands no matter how hard they tried!

I suddenly came to my senses and shouted, "Get out!"

They were so frightened that they quickly let go of their hands, and I continued to grind the stones.

Haha! It seems that this time I can see what I wrote without prompting:

In the cry of Yuzhen and the sound of the bell, I wrote four words: "Majestic gongs and drums!"

Then I didn't seem to be polishing stones, but like a crowd of people in the city square of Salliu, and I was beating drums on the stage:

"Knock, knock, knock!"

......

"Jiang Heng, Jiang Heng, wake up!

Well, who's arguing with me? Isn't that a good night's sleep? I muttered in a daze, "Don't make trouble...... I'm so sleepy. ”

"Ahem...... Get up and carry water!"

It was Brother Biao's loud voice, and he was so noisy that I was so shocked that I rolled over and sat up, rubbed my eyes, and looked, wow, it was already dawn! The question was, when did I fall asleep?

Hahaha! It's so nice to feel refreshed, I'm so happy!

"Yes, yes, carry water, carry water!" I muttered to myself, full of spirit.

But he was pulled by Brother Biao: "Why do you sleep outside the yard alone, so you are not afraid of ghosts or colds?"

Belch...... yes, what did I do to me?

Looking down, I fell asleep holding a polished stone, which means that what happened last night should be true, and I didn't sleepwalk.

So he smiled and said, "Brother Biao, come and see the words I engraved, how is the writing?"

"Cherish, love, life, life, distance, distance, noise, sound!"

I'm happy: "Right, hehe~"

Brother Biao's eyes widened in surprise: "Alas...... What kind of mess are you doing at this moment?"

"Well, it's a public service announcement, right? Or a slogan. ”