When people encounter big things, they react differently.

Some are flustered, some are yelling, some are not careful, and some are calm and calm.

Zhang Jingxu belongs to the last type of people.

Obviously, he was already vigilant in his heart, but his face was not abnormal at all, but he first looked at the old man's calf and asked with great concern, "How is Uncle Liu's injury?" Are there any anti-inflammatory medications? ”

The old man's face was gloomy, and he said indifferently after a while: "I can't die, I don't bother." ”

Zhang Jingxu laughed and said, "Your temper is impulsive enough." ”

As he spoke, he got a little closer, bent down to look down at the old man's calf, carefully observed the bandages on his legs, and pretended to be curious and asked, "Who bandaged you here?" It looks pretty neat. ”

The word 'Lisuo', he deliberately accentuated his tone.

The old man subconsciously retracted his calves, and his tone was obviously lower, and said, "If Zhang Zhutou is idle, the old man will have to lie down and recuperate." ”

Zhang Jingxu laughed again and said, "Your old words are not right, how can Zhang be idle?" I'm here to ask you about the coffin......"

This time, he deliberately accentuated the word 'coffin'.

The old man sighed slightly, and sat indifferently on a small stool, his expression was very indifferent, and he obviously did not want to talk.

Although the old man showed a gesture of resistance, Zhang Jingxu didn't seem to care, but walked to the coffin with a smile and pretended to pat it casually.

Said meaningfully: "It's also strange to say, this coffin looks quite familiar, if Zhang remembers correctly, I seem to have just seen it this morning." And ......"

Suddenly, his gentle tone changed, his eyes flickered in an instant, and he shouted sharply: "And Zhang remembers very well that this coffin has been blown into pieces." So Uncle Liu, can you tell me why it has appeared intact now? ”

"Is it because your skills are high enough to re-punch a coffin in half a day?"

"Or maybe this coffin doesn't need to be built at all, it repairs itself and comes back to life like a monster......"

"Uncle Liu, answer me." Zhang Jingxu roared like thunder, and his face was full of coldness.

Suddenly, he took out the 'fairy stone' from his arms, held it in his hand and raised it slightly, and roared again: "Answer me, answer me, Uncle Liu, don't force me to do it." Zhang was really unwilling, so he killed a veteran who had made meritorious contributions with his own hands......"

Once a meritorious veteran!

After this last sentence was spoken, the originally indifferent old man was obviously shocked.

In just an instant, suddenly tears flowed down his face.

"Old pawn, old pawn, I am a meritorious old pawn...... tears were so turbulent, sliding down the vicissitudes of life on the old man's face.

He got up from the stool tremblingly, walked to the coffin with a trembling voice, and then stretched out his hand tremblingly.

Then the next action, like a young man touching his lover, saw that his face was full of obsession, and tears became even more turbulent.

Suddenly, he turned his head to look at Zhang Jingxu, and a strange 'ho-ho' chuckle came out of his throat.

Obviously, his face was full of tears, but the laughter was so penetrating. "Zhang Zhutou, do you want to hear the story of an old coffin maker?"

Zhang Jingxu's eyes were cold, and he said in a deep voice: "As long as you are willing to speak, Zhang guarantees that you are willing to listen." It's just that I'm going to do something before I hear it......"

Saying that the palm of his hand was sent forward slightly, he slapped the fairy stone on the coffin with a 'snap', and sneered: "This coffin makes me very bored, Zhang Mou first used the treasure to town it." ”

The old man shook his head, as if he was inexplicably sad, and said, "There's no need to be so ......"

Zhang Jingxu sneered again and said lightly: "Zhang has acted all his life, but the word is steady. ”

As he spoke, he reached into his arms and pulled out a verdant grass.

He took the grass in his hand and shook it slightly, and suddenly a warm current blew out, and two young leaves swayed gently, sweeping away the coldness of the whole house.

After clearing away the cold, the palm of his hand was sent forward again, but this time he put Xiaocao on the coffin and suppressed it together with Xianshi.

This move shows that it is indeed robust enough.

However, the old man's face was full of bitterness, and he sighed again and shook his head, saying, "The old man said, there is really no need for this. ”

Zhang Jingxu slowly took a breath and said meaningfully: "Your old man is an old man, this is not like the words of ordinary people. Actually, I was speculating this morning that you probably had a glorious past......"

After a pause, he continued: "Let's talk, Uncle Liu, just now you asked me if I wanted to hear the story of the coffin maker, and now Zhang is ready to listen." Did you see it, I'm very steady. ”

Stable very?

The old man subconsciously looked at the coffin, looked at the two treasures that were suppressed, and suddenly sighed for the third time in his mouth, as if muttering to himself: "It's really stable enough, it's really stable enough, but it's a pity, why wasn't it ...... back then?"

Zhang Jingxu was slightly stunned, frowned, and said, "What did you say?" What year? ”

The old man had already shut up, and seemed to be ready to be silent again.

But only a moment later, the old man spoke again, his tone like a memory, and his expression was clearly reminiscing......

"When I was very young, my father told me that the coffin is a yin bed, a cemetery, and a yin house."

"When people are alive, the house they live in is a yang house."

"When a person dies, the place where he is buried is a mansion."

"The cemetery is a house, the coffin is the bed, and the corpse lies in the bed, enjoying the peaceful sleep after death."

"So since ancient times, people have not hated coffins, but have attached great importance to them and called them longevity."

"There is even a rule in officialdom that seeing a coffin is a festive thing. For example, if an official goes out on patrol and happens to meet someone at a funeral, then no matter how high the official's rank is, he must get off the sedan chair and salute in a proper manner. ”

"Regarding this sedan chair salute, you officialdom also have a saying, called the road sacrifice, and the road meets the sacrifice."

"And after the road sacrifice, the official should take out a very solemn piece of money, which will be counted as a thank you gift for meeting the coffin, and give it to the funeral family as a thank you."

And the funeral family will shout in unison: Go out to see the coffin, the joy of promotion. Please also ask the officials to give way and send the deceased to the house......"

"The official is waiting for this shout, and after listening to it, no matter how big his official position is, he will step aside and give way, and once again solemnly salute, and say sincerely: This official, I wish the deceased a good journey."

When the old man said this, he coughed violently a few times, and then, he glanced at Zhang Jingxu and asked, "Zhang Zhutou, do you feel that this kind of folk customs is very interesting?" ”

Zhang Jingxu's expression was solemn, and he said solemnly: "This is not interesting, but a heritage from ancient times. The knowledge of courtesy is the knowledge of the human race. ”

The old man nodded, his tone seemed to be a little pleased, and said, "It's really good, people know etiquette, but they are human ......."

Zhang Jingxu rolled his eyes, looked at the coffin, and muttered softly: "The coffin is a yin bed, a cemetery, and a yin house." ”

The old man coughed violently a few times, and said tremblingly: "Yes, the yin bed, the living sleep in the bed, and the dead sleep in the coffin." People will eventually die, and they should have a destination after death, and this destination is the coffin in the graveyard and the mansion......"

"Therefore, whether it is the emperor or the nobles or ordinary people, they have attached great importance to the coffin since ancient times, not only do they not get tired of hating it, but they call it a longevity material."

The old man paused as he spoke, with obvious memories on his face, and said, "When I was just sensible, my father often taught me that it is a matter of merit to make longevity for others. And our family has inherited the coffin craft for generations......"

Zhang Jing's heart moved, and he accurately captured a word that the old man said, merit, this old man just said merit.

But instead of interrupting, he chose to continue listening.

He vaguely felt that the old man was going to say something bizarre next.

Really......

I saw that the memories on the old man's face were even stronger, as if muttering to himself, and said: "There is a coffin shop at home, and my ancestors have been doing this for generations, so I have also learned from it since I was a child, and slowly mastered this craft." ”

"Learn the arts, work, grow up, become an adult, and then, marry a wife and have children."

"I don't make a lot of money, but it's enough to support my family. The family is not short of food and clothing, and it can be regarded as a relatively happy life. ”

"I originally thought that this life would be so happy and happy. But he never expected that people would encounter soldiers when they reached middle age. ”

Soldiers.

Zhang Jingxu's dark face was stunned, he knew that the old man was going to start telling the real story.

Sure enough, the old man's face was vicissitudes, obviously with some sadness, and said: "That year, I was forty years old, and my son had just turned twenty, and suddenly someone from the county government came, holding a booklet to record his name, and our father and son were all going to serve on the battlefield. ”

"That's really a scary conscription, a small Yicheng County actually conscripted 8,000 people."

"Every family must be conscripted, and unlike the usual practice, one male can be allowed to remain in the family, but all must be requisitioned, and those who are not more than fifty years old must be served."

"A full 8,000 soldiers were recruited in just three days."

"The big battle seems to be very urgent, we didn't even have time to train, all the soldiers were only issued a knife, and then they were led out of the city."

"All the way north, thousands of miles, when on the road, the order was issued. Everyone was in an uproar because the order was so strange. ”

The order is too weird?

Zhang Jing was surprised in his heart, and couldn't help but say, "What is the order?" ”

The old man glanced at him, raised his hand slightly, and said as if demonstrated: "When we were requisitioned, all the soldiers were issued with a knife, and that strange order was about this knife. ”

"More precisely, a knife, and, in a word."

"That strange command, we are to cut our hands with knives every day, to stain our blood every day, and not to wipe them off."

"In addition to staining the knife with our own blood, we also have to recite a sentence every day......"

When the old man said this, he was obviously stuck in the past, and the expression on his face faintly gave birth to a kind of fearless heroism.

Zhang Jing's heart moved, and he asked softly, "What sentence are you reciting?" ”

I saw that the old man's expression suddenly became excited, and the original twilight of decay and decrepit suddenly cleared.

His voice was high-spirited and generous, revealing a tragedy that thousands of people had been looking forward to, and said loudly: "That sentence is: people have a human world, ghosts have a ghost world, this mortal world is our human world, and evil ghosts are not allowed to occupy and intrude. Although I am mortal, I am willing to burn the fire of life, burn, burn, burn, hahahaha......"

The old man seemed to be in a frenzy, and suddenly let out a wild laugh, his expression was also extremely fanatical, his eyes were fierce, he looked at Zhang Jingxu and asked, "Zhang Zhutou, did you hear this sentence clearly?" ”

Buzz!

Zhang Jingxu only felt a boom in his head.

He didn't just hear it!

Didn't he hear it clearly......

He clearly felt that this sentence was very familiar!

It's as if he had yelled the same thing before. So much so that at this moment, his blood couldn't help but boil.

For some reason, my eyes were moist, and there were tears immediately, and I couldn't suppress the surge.

"I'm really an old pawn back then......"

This is Zhang Jingxu's voice in her heart.

At the same time, Yun Jingshu opened his mouth quietly, and said in a deep voice: "People have a human world, ghosts have a ghost world, today to protect the family and defend the country, why not fear life or death......"

The eldest princess burst into tears for some reason, and said in a more faint voice: "Although I am a mortal, I am willing to burn the fire of life, burn, burn, burn." ”

She looked at Zhang Jingxu, with an indescribable gentleness, and said softly: "This is an oath, the oath of our human race." ”

Terran Oath?

Zhang Jingxu only feels so familiar.

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...... [Author]: This is a chapter of nearly 4,000 words, but, there will be another chapter tonight, I let it out, the plot has reached a high burning moment, although the contract stipulates that the new book period should not break out, but the landscape has more words tonight.

Wait a minute, I'll keep writing.