The old village chief was talking eloquently, and it was clear that he understood these older traditions quite carefully.
“This dance is basically held after someone dies in the village, so that the dead can quickly wash away their sins, so outside wizards began to perform the dance in the village.”
"Later it was passed down from generation to generation, and this attached Recently, the villages along both sides of the river have become popular in worshiping the gods. This has become a common rule here." When the old village chief said this, he seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and his expression changed. Slightly changed, but at the same time quickly relieved, it was obvious that he had denied his inner thoughts.
“Then what you mean, village chief, is that those red shadows were floating around the river before. Their movements and makeup were very similar to someone who was dancing the Great God at that time, right? "Fat Wang asked relentlessly.
The old village chief smiled helplessly: "This has happened many years ago. Although our place is relatively backward as a whole, it does not mean that we do not understand many things in the outside world. . These customs that have long been meaningless have not been practiced in the village for many years. ”
Just when Fatty Wang was about to ask for more details about Tiao Da Shen, Da Zhuang had already led two people quickly towards his direction.
The people who came were none other than Apple and Zhang Qilin.
Apple wiped the sweat from his forehead and came to Fatty Wang's side. He raised his head and squinted at the situation on the horizon: "Fat man, what's going on? Didn't you tell me through the jade sign that it was you? Are you in trouble? I even brought these things that I often need to deal with them." As he said this, he took out many things from his pocket, including a compass and silver. Needles and other gadgets.
People in the nearby village had never seen these tools brought by Mr. Yin Yang, and they all came around to watch them very excitedly. They looked at these mysterious items curiously and talked about what they were used for. Apple and Zhang Qilin looked serious and prepared to start their investigation.
Even though Zhang Qilin's face turned pale, he could not stop the villagers' enthusiasm to find out the truth.
"Please give way."
Zhang Qilin's words were still concise and clear, with no redundant sentence.
"Are your ears stuffed with cotton? Didn't you hear Mr. Yin Yang ask you to disperse? Why are you joining in the fun here? Go home! Stay here!"
"If the talismans on your body fall off, don't blame Mr. Yin Yang for not warning you in advance!"
The old village chief was so angry that his face was livid. I didn't expect that the villagers would still be in the mood to join in the fun at this time. , sniff out gossip.
After hearing this, the villagers were unhappy, but they still retreated obediently.
The old village chief looked at the people in front again, and saw Fatty Wang squatting in front of Apple, staring at several items on the ground, his brows furrowed.
"Isn't it? Did you bring all these things?"
Fat Wang picked up a beautifully made compass from the ground. The compass showed the shape of the Bagua array, but the words on it But it is a crooked symbol, obviously not something ordinary people can recognize.
The old village chief did not dare to get too close. After all, Mr. Yin Yang had a straightforward temper. If he really wanted to let him know the ins and outs of the matter, he would naturally call him over.
The old village chief subconsciously walked a few steps toward the river, looked up at the gray sky, and felt a little heavier in his heart.
The conversation between Fatty Wang and Pingguo continued, while Zhang Qilin, the dull oil bottle, sat quietly on the stone beside him, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was meditating or taking a nap.
“Brother Apple, these things don’t seem to be useful now, right? And I told you very clearly in the summons token at the time that what we saw were more than a hundred white shadows dancing in the air. "It looks very strange."
"You brought these things here to start a show?"
The old village chief immediately put on a smile and turned his head. Look at the apple sitting inside.
A flash of deep thought flashed in Apple's eyes, and she reached out and picked up the compass.
“You don’t really think that what you see are all unclean things, do you? In fact, if I guess correctly, this should be due to the Zhenhe Dragon Coffin being taken away, causing the The air leaked, causing a strange phenomenon."
Apple answered easily, but Fatty Wang was a little confused.
“I still don’t quite understand. Even if the Zhenhe Dragon Coffin was pulled away from the river, causing the hole in the river bottom to expand, what does this have to do with you bringing these things here?”
< br>Faced with Fatty Wang’s questioning, Apple did not speak immediately. He walked to the old village chief and stood side by side with him.
"Village Chief, the life and death of the residents in this village now all depends on you."
When the old village chief heard this, his face tightened instantly, and even his usually slightly loose back straightened out. Straightened up, revealing her round belly.
"Mr. Yin Yang, if you have any instructions, just tell me. As long as we can do it, we will do our best."
Mr. Yin Yang is famous in this area, so facing him now The villagers raised no objection to the request.
"Actually, there are not many places that require your cooperation. I just hope that you can take a dozen villagers and tools for farming and go to Beishan Pass with me."
"Beishankou? Didn't it collapse during the heavy rain some time ago?"
The old village chief was shocked when he heard this. After all, he had mentioned the incident at Beishan Pass to Apple, but he didn't expect Apple to directly target it there.
Leaving aside whether Apple can find out the truth of the matter, it is definitely not a wise move to let so many villagers take risks.
Seemingly seeing the old village chief's hesitation, Apple smiled slightly: "Old village chief, don't worry, I know it well. Although it is far away from us, I believe that as long as we persevere, we can always find the answer. "
Fatty Wang also nodded repeatedly, and when he saw that the village chief's hands were trembling, he put on an amiable expression. Although it looks a little funny, at least it's not that scary.
After everything was ready, Fatty Wang wanted to say goodbye to his wife, but found that things were very different from what he imagined. He stood there, looking around, but couldn't find his wife, and he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sadness in his heart.
Put yourself together, Fatty Wang knew what to do next...
Thinking of this, Fatty Wang was at a loss for a moment.
He walked up to the old village chief and gently patted the old village chief on the shoulder.
"Old man, don't worry, we..."
A few simple sentences, but they contain deep meanings.
Outside the village in Sanjiashan, there is a vast moso bamboo forest. The bamboo forest grows along the river, lush and green, and the breeze blows and rustles.
At this time, there were several people standing on the edge of the moso bamboo forest, with extremely serious expressions on their faces. The person standing at the front lowered his head and studied the compass in his hand intently, constantly changing directions.
The old village chief stood behind, rubbing his hands constantly, looking very nervous. His eyes looked to the side of the bamboo forest from time to time, as if he was worried that something terrible might suddenly appear there.
Fatty Wang, who was standing aside, noticed something strange about the old village chief, so he stepped forward and gently patted the old village chief on the shoulder.
The old village chief was in a trance. He was startled by this shot and involuntarily let out an exclamation.
Both Zhang Qilin and Zhang Hao turned to look at the village chief.
"Village Chief, what are you making such a fuss about? Is there something you're hiding from us?"
Fat Wang looked at the old village chief's look and suddenly understood something, a trace of a trace on his face. anger.
If he hadn't opened the Yin Yang Inn and given up the tomb robbing business to make a living, Fatty Wang wouldn't have suppressed his temper so much and talked so much with the old village chief.
Fatty Wang has a bad temper, but because Zhang Hao assigned him to go out to solicit business, he could only suppress his anger.
However, this does not mean that Fatty Wang is a person who is at the mercy of others. At this moment, he was already a little annoyed.
"Old village chief, are you going too far in doing this? We have come all the way to this ravine just to help you solve these weird things and keep you safe."
"It's good for you now. You are still hiding it from us. Have you never regarded us as your own?"
Fatty Wang's face was full of displeasure, and even Zhang Qilin tightened his lips in a rare move.
The old village chief looked at Zhang Hao quickly, and Zhang Hao also put away his compass, assuming that if you don't tell the truth, I will no longer help you solve the problem.
The old village chief's lips trembled, and he looked again at the place he was looking at before. After a long time, he shook off his sleeves.
“Oh, Mr. Yin Yang, and these two little brothers, I really don’t mean to lie to you. It’s just that there is a very taboo place in our village, right next to this bamboo forest. If you I'm really worried about rushing in..."
"Stop beating around the bush, just tell me what's next to the bamboo forest, right?"
Fatty Wang didn't have the patience to listen to the old village chief's verbosity, so he interrupted him directly.
The old village chief waved his hand helplessly:
"Hey, little brother, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk casually. Things in this place cannot be solved by just a few words. It's clear. Don't underestimate the secrets here!" The old village chief's words were so serious that Zhang Hao and Zhang Qilin couldn't help but look at each other, feeling that something was unusual.
Zhang Qilin turned his head slightly, his eyes falling on Zhang Hao, as if waiting for his instructions.
In the team of Yin Yang Inn, Zhang Hao is the shopkeeper and is responsible for decision-making, while Zhang Qilin is the technical backbone, handling various complex legal affairs and corpse removal matters.
At this moment, facing this unknown situation, Zhang Hao gently pressed his palm to signal Zhang Qilin to stay calm and not to act rashly.
After all, the villages around Sanjia Mountain are full of mystery and hide countless unknown secrets.
They have not yet truly understood how many unknown things the old village chief hides.
Before everything was clear, Zhang Hao decided to remain cautious and not take action easily.
"Old village chief, are you going to tell us or not? If you don't tell us, we will really leave!" Fatty Wang urged impatiently, his tone full of dissatisfaction.
He, Zhang Hao and Zhang Qilin traveled a long way here not just to listen to the old village chief's vague words.
When the old village chief saw this, he had an embarrassed look on his face. He looked helplessly at Zhang Hao and Zhang Qilin. Seeing that they also had unhappy faces, he finally plucked up the courage and tremblingly told the truth. .
"Two brothers, I really didn't hide it from you on purpose. It's just that this matter is related to the survival of our village and the rules left by our ancestors. I can't break it easily."
The old village chief's tone was full of helplessness and apology. He obviously knew that he was not upright enough in this matter. However, he also has his difficulties, and he has no choice but to tell the truth at this moment.
"If that's the case, then we won't disturb you." When Fatty Wang heard this, he immediately became furious, "We have our own way to go, you should abide by your rules! Brother Zhang Hao, Qilin Brother, let’s go!”
After saying that, Fatty Wang turned around and left, as if he didn't want to waste any more time talking to the old village chief.
Seeing this, the old village chief hurriedly grabbed Fatty Wang's sleeve, his face full of anxiety. "Little brother, don't be angry. I already know that I was wrong. Now there is a problem in the river. If you leave, our whole village will suffer!"
The old village chief's tone was a bit pleading. , his eyes looked at the river from time to time. Although the river seemed calm at the moment, his heart was full of fear of those white shadows before. If these Yin-Yang gentlemen were allowed to leave like this, if those dirty things attacked again, the village would really be doomed.
Seeing this, Zhang Hao thought to himself. He understood the old village chief's concerns and his difficulties.
So, he raised his hand to stop Fatty Wang's impulsive behavior.
"Fat man, now that things are like this, let's give the old village chief another chance. He may have his own reasons. As long as we can understand the truth, it's not too late."
Although Fatty Wang is dissatisfied , but still followed Zhang Hao's advice, snorted coldly, walked to a big rock by the bamboo forest and sat down, feeling sulky.
Seeing this, the old village chief felt a little at ease. He looked at Zhang Hao and the others with smiles on his face, fearing that he would make them angry if he did something bad again.
"If you want to know anything, just ask. As long as I can answer it, I will tell you everything." The old village chief's words made Zhang Hao feel a little relieved.
He knew that the old village chief really wanted to cooperate with them this time.
"Old village chief, is the last resort you just mentioned related to your ancestral precepts?" Zhang Hao asked straight to the point.
He remembered that the old village chief had mentioned the ancestral precepts before, and he was full of curiosity about it.
The old village chief laughed when he heard this. "Actually, our village didn't live in Sanjia Mountain before. Our ancestors once accepted a special mission, asking us to move here and protect this place for generations. That's why the Sanjia Mountain Village you see now exists. .”
The old village chief’s tone was full of memories and admiration for the past. He continued: "These things are clearly recorded in our genealogy. (End of Chapter)