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It's early summer, and the sky is bright early.

At six or seven o'clock in the morning, the city has not yet fully awakened, and the vegetable market is full of noise and liveliness.

Liu Weidong dragged his stump to catch up with the morning market.

Along the road, there are vendors and passers-by.

"Yo, is Boss Liu coming to buy vegetables in person?"

"Have you made a fortune lately?"

"How many million have you lost?

......

The greetings always have the malice of shadow appointments, making it impossible to tell whether it is a joke or a mockery. Liu Weidong only reluctantly responded, and then walked away quickly.

He is a local, and there are many familiar faces in the vegetable market, but he picks some noodles, not because he is cold, but somehow, in front of those "acquaintances" recently, his bottom line of bargaining is always more expensive than others.

Whenever there is an objection, the other party will always say:

"How much money did you two make in Mr. Hong's place, and you have been eating and drinking all your life, and you still care about such a dime or two?"

He defended himself several times, but instead attracted a gossip of siege saying that he was "not kind", so he was cowardly.

Walking around the market, I saw a few middle-aged women whispering in the corner, while pointing at him from time to time.

Liu Weidong recognized that there were old customers among them, and was about to step forward to say hello, but the other party seemed to have bumped into a plague god and dispersed in a hurry.

He froze, smiled wryly and left the market.

But the way home was not restless.

During this time, students began to attend school one after another.

He was unlucky and ran into a bear child.

This little kid with a red scarf is like a crow, and Liu Weidong is the carrion he is targeting, running around him with his "wings", croaking all the time.

"Liu Cripple!Liu Cripple!Liu Cripple!Liu Cripple......"

Liu Weidong couldn't help glaring, and the parents behind him, who had been smiling and watching, immediately interjected.

"What are you going to do?"

"He ......"

"He's still a little baby, not sensible, what do you care about with his baby like you?!"

Liu Weidong had nothing to say, and fled with his head down.

When I got home, I went downstairs when I heard my wife's sharp cursing.

I happened to bump into a resident of the same building, but the other party didn't speak, and he was used to bowing his head and apologizing. Then, as usual, in the other party's complaints and his wife's scolding, he went home, cooked, packed up and went out to "work".

The way he "works" is very unusual.

First go to the front of a certain government department building, hang a banner with the first four words "ask for justice", and then spread out a white cloth, on which is written the beginning and end of Hong Daihai's collision, in fact, it is a sit-in protest.

After that incident, his pet store was hit openly and secretly, and it couldn't be opened. If you stay at home and take care of your wife, you will be disgusted by your wife, so let him go out and find a way to find justice. But what can he do, it is nothing more than just protesting like this, and after a few months, it is known to the whole city, and it has become a joke in the mouths of others.

He was grimacing.

It's cold, and a broom drives the fallen leaves and dust to the face.

"Don't litter. ”

A sanitation worker swept a few brooms at his feet, and Liu Weidong quickly grabbed the white cloth and apologized while dodging.

............

In the taxi on the opposite street, Li Changan took in the scene.

"That cripple deserves it. ”

The taxi driver next to him suddenly spoke, which aroused Li Changan's interest.

"How?"

The driver chatted while tapping the meter.

"This person turned out to be a pet shop, a few months ago when the two of them were walking, they were hit by Mr. Hong's driver, the baby was miscarried, and his wife was paralyzed, pitiful is pitiful, but he insisted that Mr. Hong hit him by drunk driving. As a result, in the past few months, the business has not been done, and the paralyzed mother-in-law does not care, and hangs banners in the government every day. ”

The driver's face was full of disgust.

"I've seen a lot of this kind of person, they are all bad people, but when I see someone else rich, I don't care if he is or not, anyway, when I get a little opportunity, I want to bite a piece of fat down. ”

"What kind of people are this kind of Diaomin?" asked Li Changan.

"Yo more. The driver patted the steering wheel, "Let me tell you, a few days ago, there was a man named Bao ...... in that Fengshun Village."

At this point, the driver's tongue braked suddenly, looked at Li Changan and laughed dryly, and changed the topic very stiffly.

"Teacher, where are you going?"

Li Changan fastened his seat belt and said with a smile:

"Fengshun Village. ”

The driver's face suddenly became a little strange, and Li Changan didn't say anything.

"What's the matter? Aren't you going to leave the car?"

"Let's go. Of course you have to go. ”

The driver snorted.

"But add money. ”

............

"I've already arrived in Fengshun Village, and I'll interview Bao Zhiyun later. ”

"Rest assured, no identity will be revealed. ”

"I know, be careful. ”

Li Changan hung up the phone and shook his head with a smile.

Yesterday, after being reminded by the Taoist priest, Captain Yuan immediately raised his vigilance against Hong Daihai's gang by several levels. This time, Li Changan went to the countryside to find Bao Zhiyun, and he made Li Changan unable to reveal his identity, for fear that the Taoist priest would expose his true purpose and let Hong Daihai clean it up.

But how would he know that the battles that the Taoist priests have seen are much more ferocious than some local violent gangs!

The Taoist priest put away his phone and looked around.

At the foot of the road is a country road that leads to a small settlement of a dozen or so families in the distance, and on either side of the road is a large stretch of red thatched fields.

At this time, the red grass has already tasseled. The bright red thatched ears are as dense as the rice fields in autumn, blown by the long wind, like the floating flames of the prairie fire.

This scene can also be called a little magnificent, but after a few glances, the Taoist priest lost interest.

Because this thing is mysterious, it is actually a kind of red thatch.

Li Changan is no stranger to it.

When I was a child, I went to the ground to weed, and the most hated thing was to encounter this kind of thatch. Not to mention the leaves are cut, the rhizomes are also deep and numerous, and they are connected to each other to form a net, and you can't just cut the root system and just get the plant, because it's like helping it sow seeds, and next year it will grow all over the field. So in Li Changan's memory, this thing is the most troublesome to deal with.

Unexpectedly, now it has become the main material of a medicinal wine that claims to "prolong life, nourish yin and aphrodisiac".

I don't know if the bubble of "Red Mao Medicinal Wine" is accidentally punctured one day, how to reorganize the thatch all over the mountains?

The Taoist priest shook his head, this is not something he can decide, and he is too lazy to think about it, he looks up and looks in the right direction, just go to Bao Zhiyun.

............

Bao Zhiyun is a five-guarantee household who runs an ancestral Bodhisattva temple.

There are many such small temples in the countryside, and they are usually passed down from master to apprentice or father to son.

Although the name is related to Buddhism, the host is generally not a monk, and the worship is not entirely Buddha, but Buddhism, Taoism and even local wild gods.

All in all, it is to place the gods who can be used together, and worship whoever you want, and no matter where the gods are, they are all called "worshipping the Bodhisattva".

This profession was very popular in the early years, but now it is in a recession, and the same is naturally true of Fengshun Village.

Some time ago, the village set aside the land near the temple to build a pig farm.

This Bao Zhiyun thought that he had no children and no daughters, there was no heir in the temple, and he would not live long when he was old, and the people around him took turns to persuade him, so he was reluctant to accept it.

Unexpectedly, when I inquired later, the land in the temple was used to build a manure storage tank in the planning of the pig farm.

Where is this?

The old man quit at that time.

But you can't say that people are going back on their word, first, they didn't get the money and didn't sign the contract, and second, they make sense. This temple is handed down from ancestors, some years, not big or small is a cultural relic.

This is the protection of cultural heritage!

However.

Reasoning can only be said and listened to reasonably.

The company that undertook the construction of the pig farm is affiliated with the name of Hongmao Group, and the boss behind the scenes is also the son of the uncle of Mr. Hong's little wife, who is a crab in the Qishui area.

The small temple was demolished that night.

The old man was so angry that he jumped to his feet, made a few fuss in the government to no avail, and threatened to go to Beiping to petition, but as soon as he arrived at the train station, there was no news, until a few days ago, when he appeared again, it had become a psychotic.

At present, he cannot live alone, and is entrusted by the village committee to his nephew to take care of him.

............

Li Changan pondered Bao Zhiyun's information in his heart, and raised his eyes to a small farm yard on the side of the road.

According to the address given by Yuan Xiaochuan, this should be the home of Bao Zhiyun's nephew Bao Chunming.

"Hello. Is anyone home?"

Li Changan shouted through the door.

"Someone, which one is out there?"

With some surprise, there was an immediate response from inside the door. Then, the door opened, and a local dog came out and barked at Li Changan. The Taoist priest only swept his eyes, and the earth dog whimpered and ran back with his tail between his legs, almost knocking the person who came out of the door.

The man scolded "dead dog", turned his head and smiled at the Taoist priest, and naturally wanted to shake hands:

"You are?"

"Excuse me. The Taoist priest shook hands and said, "My name is Li Changan, I am a reporter from Xiaoyu.com, and this time I am here to interview Mr. Bao Zhiyun and Mr. Bao's ......."

The identity of the reporter of Xiaoyu.com is the vest that emerged after the Taoist priest and Yuan Xiaochuan discussed.

This website is a local media in the province, and there are some columns based on folklore. It just so happens that the custom of worshipping the ancient god of "Salt Water Goddess" remains in the Qishui area, and the main deity of the Bodhisattva Temple in Bao Zhiyun's family is exactly her.

Therefore, Li Changan's trip with this vest is really suitable.

Really.

"It turned out to be a comrade reporter, please come in, please come in. ”

The man hurriedly invited Li Changan to enter the door, but the Taoist priest noticed that the man was about fifty years old, with a rich body, fair skin, and casual clothes, but he was wearing a pair of shiny leather shoes, a mechanical watch, and his hair was combed shiny.

Bao Zhiyun's nephew Bao Chunming is a farmer who digs in the soil, and this person's image and style do not match.

The Taoist priest asked directly:

"Are you Teacher Bao Zhiyun's nephew, Bao Chunming?"

"Oh, I'm not Bao Chunming. The man smiled, "I am Bao Zhiyun's other nephew, my name is Bao Chunhua." ”

After speaking, he called out the two big and one small three people in the house.

They were Bao Chunming and their daughter, and the family of three greeted them neatly, with no surprise in their expressions, just a little nervous, and the clothes on their bodies were also clean, brand new, and very formal.

The Taoist priest glanced at the time, this time was the time to go uphill to do farm work, but the family of three was neatly dressed, and one did not pull to stay at home.

Scold.

This is really a "coincidence".

It seems that the tentacles of the Red Grass Snake are stretching longer than expected.

Li Changan remained silent.

"May I ask if Mr. Bao is here?"

"In. ”

Bao Chunming nodded again and again and pointed to the corner of the courtyard.

The Taoist priest took advantage of the situation.

There is a small shed with asbestos tiles, Li Changan didn't pay attention to it before, he just thought it was a kennel or a firewood shed, but now if he takes a closer look, the shrunken "object" inside is clearly a big living person!

"We can't do it!"

Bao Chunming hurriedly explained.

"He can't enter the enclosed space, as long as there are walls on all sides, he can't even open the windows, and he goes crazy as soon as he enters the house, so we built a shed for him in the yard. ”

After speaking, Bao Chunming's wife was afraid that Li Changan, a reporter, would not believe it, so she went back to write FAW, and then said:

Not only that, but he was also very afraid of the dark, and the lights must be on all night, and the power went out in the middle of the night last night, and he couldn't sleep in half of the village. ”

These two couples seem to have accumulated a stomach of bitter water on weekdays, and now they have seized the opportunity to vent it all.

Babbled for a long time, until Bao Chunhua coughed a few times before he finally stopped.

The two laughed silently, Bao Chunhua glared at the two of them, and said to Li Changan.

"We welcome reporter Li's interview, but there are two points. ”

"Speak. ”

"One is that no one can touch him because of his illness, as long as he gets close, he will go crazy and beat people. If you want to ask, I'm afraid you can only ask here. ”

"It doesn't matter. ”

"Second, he doesn't care much about people, and sometimes he won't reply to you when you shout dead. ”

"It's all here, you have to give it a try. ”

So, the Taoist priest moved a small bench and sat down in front of the shed, and took out a notebook and a voice recorder in a similar manner, but at the first glance of Bao Zhiyun carefully, Li Changan's heart was half cold.

Bao Zhiyun huddled in the innermost part of the shed with his legs in his arms, his clothes were dirty, his gray hair and beard were propped up, his expression was blank, and his eyes were sparkling.

The Taoist priest asked tentatively:

"Mr. Bao, I am a reporter from Xiaoyu.com, and my name is Li Changan. Do you hear me? I have something to ask you. ”

Bao Zhiyun was speechless.

"We've been in touch before, but some time ago, you suddenly didn't hear from you. ”

Bao Zhiyun is still sluggish.

Li Changan continued to say a few more words, and also mentioned "missing", "Hongmao medicinal wine", "train station", etc., but Bao Zhiyun did not respond at all.

The Taoist priest couldn't help but sigh quietly.

People are really crazy, and they really can't ask anything.

In this case, it's useless to stay here, but to do a full set of plays, the Taoist priest asked casually: "...... you to the salt water lady?"

I didn't think about it, just half a sentence.

Bao Zhiyun, who had been dumbfounded during the interview, suddenly raised his head.

He stared at Li Changan with straight eyes, and suddenly lowered his head and turned over an object, holding his hands flat in front of the Taoist priest.

The old man opened his mouth.

Suddenly, tears fell.

"Bodhisattva. ”

It was a statue of a god.

It's just an ordinary folk craft, and the shaping and depiction are quite careful, but it is already broken, the left arm is missing, and the mouth is shoveled off to reveal a clay embryo.

But the Taoist priest sensed something unusual, the same thing as the statue in Liu Weidong's house.

God.

In other words, it is a soul born by chance from the vows of all beings and from the devotion of people.

But in this world of the end of the law, even this kind of god is also rootless, even if the worship is endless, most of them are only ignorant and difficult to give birth to complete wisdom. The same is true of the person in front of him, plus he has lost the temple and damaged the Dharma Body, he has already become a candle in the wind, dying.

The Taoist priest thought for a moment, stretched out his finger and tapped it lightly on the idol.

Suddenly, a flower suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Immediately, I saw that the idol was transformed into a palace beauty, but unfortunately her left arm was mutilated and she had no mouth on her face. She bowed to Li Chang'an Yingying, and then raised her right hand to point somewhere.

Then he changed into a man's image. This person is sloppy and dirty, and Bao Zhiyun is on a par with him, but Bao Zhiyun is sluggish, and this person is stupid. Tilted head, top of chicken nest-like hair, grinning and showing two rows of big yellow teeth.

This man...... Isn't Mo a fool?