Qiqi hurriedly ran to Qin Yu's room, still holding two freshly pasted lanterns in his hands, and said excitedly: "Hurry up and go! I know you don't have a lantern, so I specially pasted one for you, No!"

Qin Yu looked at the strangely shaped lantern in front of him and couldn't cry and laugh, this lantern is a few feet of silk strung with a few bamboo skewers, and some places are fixed with steel wires, and there is a fire candle lit inside, the silk is very valuable, but when the little girl makes it like this, it becomes worthless.

Qiqi couldn't manage so much, so he picked up Qin Yu and ran to the street.

Regardless of adults and children, they are all carrying lanterns, you can see all kinds of people performing arts everywhere, the top pole play lion swallowing knives and spitting fire is endless, the people who watch applaud, and some rich people will also throw some small money.

Qin Yu has only seen these things on TV, and he has watched them with relish, Qiqi is still a child, and from time to time he screams because of excitement, especially after seeing the stunt of throwing a flying knife, one person opened his arms and stuck to a wooden board, and the other person shot three knives in a row two zhang away, almost nailing the wooden board to the person's body. What is even worse is that he was blindfolded, and he turned around three times in the same place and shook his hand with a knife, and then he heard a muffled sound, and the blade was nailed to the wooden board from the man's ear, and it was only a millimeter away from his ear.

Qin Yu also had to admire the skills of these people!

The little girl looks like a pampered person, and these new things are in her arms, chattering non-stop along the way. Qin Yu noticed that there were a few men in short costumes hanging a few feet behind the two, and after thinking about it carefully, it was already clear that the Li family was afraid that there would be more accidents, so they were specially sent to protect Qiqi.

At the corner of the street ahead, a long crooked old tree branch, on which hung a white cloth, on the book nine fingers God counted four big characters, the four characters are really poorly written, just like a child who has just learned to write scribble, but in the four words or so, it is actually densely written with small characters, so that the white cloth has almost no spare space, look carefully, it is a name.

This old Taoist was dressed in a shabby robe, a goatee, and the robe was greasy, exuding a smell of sheep's flesh.

Lao Dao just showed a sterile little woman a palmistry, took out a piece of paper and wrote a few words, the little woman picked it up and looked at it, put it in her arms very happily, paid the silver and left in a hurry.

Lao Dao stroked his beard and smiled, just when he saw Qin Yu staring at his white cloth, he glanced at his face, and couldn't help but sigh lightly.

"Little friend, can you let the poor Dao have a look recently?"

Qiqi tiptoed, leaned over, pointed to the white sail and said, "Why do you call the Nine-Fingered God?"

Lao Dao smiled: "Naturally, because Lao Dao only has nine fingers, Nuo!"

He spread out his palm, and it was really missing the little finger of his left hand, and the dry palm was described as withered, and because of the strange shape of the missing finger, Qiqi took a step back, as if startled.

"It's just one hand, what are you afraid of!"

Lao Dao glanced at his face again, and the smile on his face gradually receded: "Xiaoyou, I look at your face, you look like an extraordinary person!"

Qin Yu has always despised the way of feng shui numerology, not that he doesn't admit it, but there are very few people who are really proficient, most of them are just liars who make up nonsense, fortunately, this old way didn't say that I look at your Yin Tang black, and there will be a bloody disaster within a few days, otherwise he will definitely whip him with big feet.

However, since he has experienced a lot, his personality has also calmed down a lot, and he sneered: "Oh?

"The frontal bone is broad, the omen of longevity, the eyebrows are like two swords, the dragon among the people, the eyes are like bright stars, a little bit is clear, there is no teacher and self-communication......!"

The old man was silent.

Qin Yu secretly said that this old way is really a charlatan, this is what it means to ask for money!

Before he could speak, Qiqi had already dropped a piece of silver on the table: "But what!

A hint of philistine flashed in the old Dao's eyes, and he put the silver into his arms with a swish, and continued: "However, the cheeks are slightly sunken, the eyebrows are bloodshot, and the stubborn disease is in the body, and it will be difficult to heal for a long time!"

Qiqiyi immediately became nervous when he heard this: "Then how to heal it?"

"Poor people only care about fortune telling, practicing medicine to save people is not my specialty, but I look at Xiaoyou's disease, non-needle medicine can be treated, but Xiaoyou's life is long-lived, but don't worry, the time has not come, helpless, the time has come, there are masters to help. ”

"Oh, what do you mean?"

"Can you borrow your hand and take a look?"

Qin Yu hesitated slightly, but still stretched out his hand.

An imperceptible shock flashed in Lao Dao's eyes, and he coughed lightly and said, "Xiaoyou's family, have any relatives passed away?"

Qin Yu thought about the fourth uncle and couldn't help but nodded.

Lao Dao sighed: "The dead air has not gone, I am afraid that in the near future, there will be great changes in the family!"

"Huh?" Qi Qiyi smiled when he heard this, and said angrily: "You old way, what nonsense, how can anyone curse the dead in other people's homes, Qin Yu, don't listen to him, let's go!"

As he spoke, he picked up Qin Yu and turned around and left.

"Hehe! Poor Dao just talks about things with palmistry, the way of metaphysics, there is a believe, there is no belief, however, the poor Dao still advises a little friend, sometimes there must be in life, and there is no time in life to force it!"

was told by the old way, Qiqi lost his interest in playing, and the two went back after a circle. When he was in Qiqi, he was afraid that he would be affected by the words of the old Tao, so he comforted: "Don't let him talk nonsense, those are all lies." ”

Qin Yu smiled: "I know, don't worry, I'm not a child anymore." ”

"Oh, that's good, I'll go back!"

Closing the door, Qin Yu always felt that the old way seemed to have some ability, what does it mean that there are big changes in the family? Could it be that his father's illness is difficult to cure on this trip?

"No, definitely not! All the medicinal materials are complete, and the Baifu grass will be available soon, so what else is there to worry about?"

It can be said that there is always a trace of dark clouds that are difficult to dissipate in my heart, and the last sentence of the old man has always lingered in his mind.

There are times in life when you have to have it, and there are times in life when you don't want it.

In the first half of the night, the moon and stars are scarce, and the second half of the night becomes cloudy, pouring heavy rain down, and the humid air makes it difficult to sleep.

The pedestrians on the street had long since dispersed, and Lao Dao sat quietly in front of the stall, his fingers tapping lightly on the tabletop.

Knock, knock, knock, knock......

After a while, he pulled the white sail, picked up a pen, and wrote two words in a small gap: Qin Yu.

Qin Yu couldn't sleep all night, lying on the bed, listening to the crackling sound of raindrops hitting the window, his thoughts had already flown to the village dozens of miles away.

"At this time, my father and mother should have already slept, right? Wait for two more days, and when I get all the medicines, I will be able to cure my father's illness......!

Jin Chan Mountain, Qinhu Village.

A man dressed in a cloak appeared at the entrance of the village.

In such weather, the two villagers in charge of guarding also relaxed, and it was not until the man approached that he was spotted.

"Who? Stop!"

The two villagers on duty shouted and looked him up and down with a wary expression.

Hearing the question, the man in the cloth raised his head, revealing a face of vicissitudes, which turned out to be an old man. The villagers did not let their guard down because of this, the old man was dressed so strangely that he still had a slender fishing rod in his hand.

"Excuse me, is this Qin Yu's hometown Qinhu Village?"

"That's right, what are you looking for him?"

"Friends, can you ask this little brother to invite him out to meet?"

The two glanced at each other and nodded, one of them walked quickly into the rain, and after a while turned back, with Qin Yu's eldest brother behind him.

"Qin Yu is not here, what can you say to him, this is Qin Yu's eldest brother. ”

"Oh, it saves you a lot of trouble, thank you, I'll send you here...... Get on your way!"

The fishing rod shook slightly, and the fishing line drew a beautiful arc in the air, and before the three of them understood the meaning of the old man's words, they felt that their necks were a little itchy, and when they touched it with their hands, it was still hot...... Then, I heard the sound of the human body falling to the ground.

The old man stepped into the village in the rain.

The bloody qi soon spread among the mountain villages, and the old man in the cloth had already turned into a god of death at this moment.

Everyone in Qinhu Village gathered in the rain, and the torches lit with oil made a snorting sound in the rain, and it was Qin Meng who was holding a spear in his hand.

At this moment, his heart was dripping blood, his hands were trembling, and every time the other party took a step, the fishing rod was gently waved, and immediately a person fell to the ground, and the corpse was separated.

"Why do you want to kill? Who the hell are you!?"

"Entrusted by others, rest assured, I will act quickly to ensure that each of you does not suffer from suffering. With a wave of his arm, Qin Meng's voice stopped, and his head fell to the ground.

Qin Lin closed his eyes, tears and rain mixed together, cold as ice, he sighed and stepped forward.

"That's it, as the head of a village, I have no shame to face you, so I have to be one step ahead of you, come on!"

The old man in the robe nodded, and with a wave of the fishing rod, another human head fell to the ground.

Qin Fang's heart was like a knife, his face was bruised, and his body, which was supported by his two arms, actually stood up from the wheelchair and scolded angrily: "Hurt heaven and reason, even if I am a ghost, I will not let you go, everyone here will seek your life if they turn into a dead soul!"

The old man looked at him and only said four words: "Waiting for you at any time." ”

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

Soon after, there was no living person in Qinhu Village, silently, the rain washed away the corpses, and the blood gathered into a river, flowing out of the village.

The old man in the cloth was sure that everyone was dead, looked up at the sky, and muttered to himself, "What I owe you is now repaid, and from now on, you and I have nothing to do with each other." ”

He walked to the middle of the village, waved his arm, and the fishing line swayed on the stone slab, and the stone chips flew up, leaving three large characters.

Lin Daoyuan!

After doing this, he suddenly stomped his foot, and the whole person flew into the air and disappeared into the vast night sky.

The rain was still falling, all night.