Chapter 8: The Pot and the Well

"How can the gentleman know that I am going to the capital? Xiao Wu was a little surprised.

Mr. Hu said with a smile: "In the past few days, you have been playing chess absent-mindedly, and you seem to be a little indecided, so you must be hesitating." Today's chess is firm, the chess style is strong, the same as when I first taught you, I must have made a decision, as for what it is, every day I see the direction you are looking at you can guess one or two. ”

"Mr. Fei is also leaving?" Xiao Wu knows that his chess skills are outstanding, but in judging the situation, Mr. Hu is a good teacher.

"Well, the time has come. Mr. Hu flipped the chessboard over.

Xiao Wu also sighed with some emotion: "It's better for me to say goodbye to my husband once." ”

"There are three books on the shelves in the inner room, which are my farewell gift to you, and you will use them in the future. Although I am not going to the capital, after all, it is my frustration, but I believe that we will meet again. Mr. Hu smiled nonchalantly. "Go and talk to Lin Xi, otherwise this kid's self-esteem will be damaged again. ”

"Then it will be troublesome for Mr. to collect the chessboard. ”

Mr. Hu put away the chess, and suddenly felt a chill behind him, and said: "Evil obstacles".

It turned out to be Fu Hua standing at the door of the courtyard of the private school, and if it didn't happen, it was just pure eyes.

Mr. Hu turned around and stared at Fu Hua with cold eyes: "It's so rude." ”

The girl was not hiding herself, her eyes changed, her eyes were actually of different colors, sneering, and she looked like you came to beat me.

Two people, one outside the door and one inside the door. This momentum is not like a human, but more like two demon beasts fighting for food.

"Strap on my bag and go home. Xiao Wu walked out of the inner room for a moment and said to Fu Hua.

The eyes returned to their original colors and responded, "Okay." ”

But the gentleman stood at the door for a long time and sighed.

"Sign?" The young Taoist priest was so surprised that he forgot to solicit guests when an old man and a young man passed by in front of him.

The resident who lived next to him opened the door and said, "Charlatan, why are you screaming like this?"

The young Taoist priest changed his expression and said, "Today, there was a sign, but I didn't bring it." There is also a sign, and it is me. ”

"The wall fell back to the city, even if God helped it, it was difficult to do it. The Taoist priest naturally knew the meaning of this signature.

After passing through this fortune-telling stall, the place to go is an ancient well that everyone has been close to for a long time.

If you want to say whether there is no water source in the place except for Heiluo Lane before digging the new river well, it is not nothing, but no one dares to fight, after all, it is a small matter to draw water, but it will be big to take your own life.

Just under the banyan tree to the south for a kilometer, there is an ancient well, only to see that the ancient well is upright in the middle by a hemp rope, very strange. It is said that the first person who discovered this ancient well has no whereabouts, but there are always people who do not believe in evil and want to monopolize a source of water and draw water from it. Strange to say, no matter how much this bucket contains, it will disappear instantly when it arrives home, and it will become an empty bucket before it has time to irrigate the soil.

Then everyone had no choice but to go around to the place outside Heiluo Alley to fetch water, first, they were very tired, and secondly, they had to look at the faces of the four major families. Later, one of them was not convinced, and pulled the rope straight out, and nothing happened at the moment, but the water would not disappear when he went home.

The man was very proud and thought that he had saved the people of the city, but it was not long before his body was found in his home, and he had severe strangulation marks all over his body, very serious. Many bones were strangled, and I saw that the rope was standing in the center of the ancient well. Since then, no one has come near the ancient well.

Entering the well, an old man and a young man approached the well, but these two people did not have the appearance of worldly respect for the old at all.

The child exclaimed, "That's what we're talking about, when will you show me your magic vial?"

When the old man saw the ancient well, he frowned, opened his palm, and observed his palm prints, but he didn't expect that the palm prints would grow an additional one, and the original palm prints had a tendency to slowly shrink. sighed: "It's only been half a day in this city, and it has changed so much, and the other people are not optimistic." ”

"You old man, don't you deceive the child, aren't you afraid that you will break your yin virtue and never be able to live forever?" the child loudly interrupted the old man's thoughts

The old man turned around and looked at the child and smiled helplessly: "I am very young, but this mouth is not forgiving." ”

The child was also upright: "This is what my mother taught!"

"Three years old to see the old, seven years old to see the old, you child will become a great thing. The old man shook his head.

"Are you learning from Xiao Wu to say the opposite? He is talking the truth, not the opposite. The child felt the old man's insincere praise, and continued: "Just now under the banyan tree, my mother said that your story is good, not like an ordinary charlatan, and wants me to give you some money to invest, but you only brought a wooden pot of water to drink, and you didn't charge money, and you talked there for a morning, and I don't know what to say." "It turns out that this old man is the new storyteller who tells a story under the banyan tree.

Then the boy ran to the well and sat down at the mouth of the well, and said, "If you don't give me the pot to play with, I'll sit down and won't show it to you." ”

This move frightened the old man, the child had no idea what situation he was in now, and the child was really prone to make a move. Hurriedly said: "Come down quickly, I'll show you." ”

The child is satisfied, it seems that the mother's mother's teaching of one crying, two troubles and three hangings is still very useful.

The old man took out a wooden pot from his waist behind him, this pot was an ordinary size, and there were strange lines on it, like words, and like a coherent pattern in a bottle, and said to the child: "You can see it, but you can't tell anyone, including your mother, who must mention three sentences, you know?"

At the moment, the curious toddler, eager to be satisfied, nodded vigorously and said loudly, "Don't ink, I'll smash your pot if I ink again." ”

When the lid of the pot was opened, the lid of the pot merged with the body of the pot and became a part of the pot, and suddenly, the pot in the old man's hand turned up automatically and began to bubble out.

When the old man saw that the preparations were almost done, he immediately poured the water from the lake into the pool.

The two people present focused on completely different points.

The old man, who was concerned about the changes in the painting on the pot, did not stretch his brows, and couldn't help but shake his head, and said: "I didn't expect the situation to come to such a situation, then the other few people, must..."

The child saw the water rushing into the well, but it was continuous, and after ten minutes, the amount of water had far exceeded the capacity of the pot. He was dumbfounded, looked at the old man, and then looked at the pot, as more and more water came out, it had changed from initial surprise to fear, the whole person was stunned for a while, and walked away from the old man silently, shouting twice "Ghost" and immediately ran home.

Out of nowhere, it seems that in the building in the city, there is a sign that reads like this.