Chapter 8287 What Zhao Damao saw
Zhao Damao’s reaction once again aroused Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang’s surprise.
Following Zhao Damao's gaze, Yang Ruoqing saw that there was nothing special at the door of the Taoist temple, not even a human figure.
The only thing there was the unburnt animal skin tied to a branch.
It was what she and Luo Fengtang had picked up in the grass at the end of the bridge, so they brought it over and placed it at the entrance of the Taoist temple.
Zhao Damao's reaction was obviously because of seeing that thing.
"Brother Da Mao, what's wrong with you?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
Zhao Damao put down the dustpan containing incense ash and walked step by step to the entrance of the Taoist temple.
His eyes were staring straight at the thing on the ground. The expression on his face could not tell whether it was shock or fear, or both, mixed with some faint excitement and doubt.
“Qing’er, Tangyazi, did you bring this thing here?”
He came to the door of the Taoist temple, first stuck his head out to see if there was anything outside, and then retracted his head and asked them in a low voice.
Obviously he was attracted by the things on the ground, but when he got there, he didn't dare to step forward and touch them up close. They were thirty steps away from each other.
Yang Ruoqing nodded, "I picked it up in the grass at the end of the bridge earlier. It smells like body odor. Why are you looking for Brother Big Mao? Do you recognize this?"
Yang Ruoqing didn't say anything. To be honest, seeing Zhao Damao's reaction, I wanted to get the other party's information first.
Zhao Damao had no doubt that he was there. He swallowed his saliva as if to suppress the panic in his heart.
"Just wait for me!" After saying this, he looked around, picked up the broom on the ground next to him, and swept the animal skins with the help of branches and branches at the door far away, all the way to the edge of the nearby woods. Among the piles of rubble, he just took a broom and ran back to the Taoist temple in a panic, and closed the Taoist temple door, leaning against the door with his back, still breathing softly.
After gasping for a few times, he opened the door to a crack and glanced outside, as if to confirm something.
Finally, he relaxed a little and raised his sleeves to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang looked at each other, confused by Zhao Damao's series of operations.
Yang Ruoqing said to Luo Fengtang through lip language: "Brother Da Mao is making trouble?"
Luo Fengtang also responded with lip language: "Deal with yellow leather things."
Yang Ruoqing: "Isn't this too exaggerated? After all, isn't he just a beast!"
Luo Fengtang slightly Uncheckable shook her head, "He must be an insider."
Yang Ruoqing nodded, "I'll ask."
Then, she coughed lightly.
Zhao Damao turned around and found the two of them standing behind him. Then he realized that his previous actions must be a bit strange in their eyes, but what could he do? Why!
"Qing'er, Tang Yazi, I made you laugh!"
Zhao Damao said, he is a rough man, but he is dodging like a girl...
< br>"No, no," Yang Ruoqing waved her hands hurriedly.
"Brother Big Cat, what is that animal skin tied to a branch? Why are you so nervous about that thing? What's the point?" She asked immediately.
Zhao Damao sighed, with a bitter smile on his face.
"That's the lamp held by Huang Pizi. That thing is evil, don't mess with it!" he said. Yang Ruoqing quickly turned around and exchanged glances with Luo Fengtang. Sure enough, Zhao Damao was indeed an insider.
"Brother Da Mao, how do you say this? Let's find a place to sit down and talk about it!" Yang Ruoqing suggested.
Zhao Damao nodded and pointed to the wishing pool: "The sun is good there, the warmth is leeward, and there are stone benches to sit on."
"Okay, let's go there!"
Arrived at the stone stool, Yang Ruoqing was about to sit down, but Luo Fengtang asked her to wait.
Then he went straight into a side hall next to him. After a while, he took out a futon and placed it on one of the stone benches, and then let Yang Ruoqing sit down.
Yang Ruoqing has long been used to his careful behavior.
He used to take good care of her, but not to this extent.
He started to behave like this since he almost died after taking the powder medicine last time, especially since Yu'er said that her body should not get sick within three months, so Luo Fengtang was cautious, fearing that she would catch cold.
When I came out today, I was actually wearing cotton pants under my cotton skirt. Let alone sitting on a stone bench, it would be fine even if I sat on an ice cube.
But he didn’t think so.
So, Yang Ruoqing did not 'resist' him and sat down obediently.
Next to Zhao Damao, watching from beginning to end, he, an old bachelor in his forties, was fed a mouthful of dog food, which made him feel that the sun was no longer warm on his body.
"Brother Damao, don't be offended. The main reason is that my Qing'er has suffered a physical injury and cannot bear the slightest cold."
After Luo Fengtang settled Yang Ruoqing, out of politeness, he explained lightly to Zhao Damao.
It's not that he is a young man who insists on pampering his wife in front of an old bachelor, but that his wife has a special physical condition and I hope Zhao Damao won't think too much about it.
Zhao Damao scratched his head and smiled a little honestly, "It's nothing, it's nothing. This is how the couple should be."
Luo Fengtang nodded and stopped dwelling on this topic. Instead, he signaled Zhao Damao to tell them about the yellow leather lantern.
Zhao Damao also suppressed his smile, and his expression became a little nervous again.
“I have never seen Huang Pizi lighting up when I was working in a Taoist temple before. Sometimes I dare to patrol outside the Taoist temple alone in the middle of the night.”
“This is the first time I have seen him. This yellow man lit up the lanterns last time on the night of the Ghost Festival."
"Because all the villagers from ten villages and eight villages had to go there during the Ghost Ghost Festival. People burn incense in the mountains to worship their ancestors. Some people don’t want to go to the mountains, so they burn the things by the river at the other end of the bridge.”
“Taoist priest Yuan asked me to patrol the area after sunset in the evening to see if it was extinguished. Just take care of the fire to avoid the trouble of burning the dry forest. ”
"In the end, Yongzhi came over when the sun was setting. My sister Liu'er made fried rice noodles with pork belly. The couple had invited me to their home for the festival before, but I didn't go. My sister felt sorry for me, so she sent Yongzhi to deliver them. Come here with a bowl.”
“So I talked to Yongzhi for a while, and after sending him away, I was afraid that the things would get cold and I would let my girl down. After receiving the kindness, I sat down and ate the bowl. After I finished eating, I was going to inspect the various temples of the Taoist temple. After lighting the scented oil lamps that needed to be renewed, I went back to the house and went to bed. Suddenly I remembered what Taoist Master Yuan had told me. I brought a stick for self-defense and quickly went to patrol outside the Taoist temple. "When was that about?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
Zhao Damao thought for a while, "I can't figure out the specific time. Anyway, in the village, every household should have had dinner and are ready to take a bath and go to bed. There is no one outside, and the moonlight is like a disc. Hanging it on the top of my head, it shines brightly everywhere."
(End of this chapter)