Chapter 14 The He Family
“Are you sure about anything?”
“Sure.” Feng Yushu put his hands on his chest. Under his snow-white collarbones were his plump breasts and fair and soft skin. More beautiful than the white jade pendant hanging on her chest: "As long as I can leave here, I can do anything you want me to do."
"Okay, then give me the money." Ning Zheli Ke said: "What valuables do you have on you? Cash, jewelry, etc. are all fine, but let's make it clear first that I don't want things like jade pendants, pearls, and bodhi seeds that are not easy to cash. I only accept cash, gold and silver, etc." Precious metal payment."
Feng Yushu opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end nothing came out: "Okay..."
She raised her hand and took off the gold-inlaid sycamore wood hairpin stuck in the back of her head. Her long black hair lost its restraint and fell down like an ink waterfall. Then she took out all the cash from the small leather bag she carried and took off the hairpin. The rose-carved diamond-encrusted gold ring worn on the ring finger of his left hand put all these things in Ning Zhe's hands.
Feng Yushu is not disgusted with Ning Zhe’s extortion, on the contrary, she is a little happy, because money, an external possession, can only be used in the real world with normal social order, and Ning Zhe will ask her for gold, silver jewelry and cash. These things show that he has enough confidence and certainty to leave Hejiacun and return to the real world.
As long as you can leave here, what do some jewelry and money mean?
But what Feng Yushu, who thought he had thought of the second level, didn't know was that Ning Zhe was at a higher level.
“This woman is surprisingly clever, but the fact that I asked for these belongings should be enough to make her subconsciously trust me.” Ning Zhe felt calm and took Feng Yushu’s hairpin, ring and cash. Tucked into the inside pocket of the jacket.
"Tell me, Ning Zhe, what are we going to do next?" Feng Yushu asked as he used the Bodhi bracelet originally worn on his right hand to tie up his long, loose hair again.
Ning Zhe held Feng Yushu's hairpin with one hand, carefully looked at the golden carving of 'Fengqi Wutong' on the top, and said:
"There are two rules in Hejiacun."
“The first is the snake god, who will tell us daily good and bad luck through the almanac.”
“The second is weird, the ghost will take over the identity of others in some way.”
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"There are two mysteries in Hejiacun."
"One is the snake god. It is known that the snake god is suffering from madness and gets sick regularly every month. I have seen the symptoms, but the cause is unknown."
[Puzzle 1: Why is the snake god crazy? 】
“The second is ghosts. It is known that ghosts have no ability to kill, but they will violate the death taboo by pretending to be other people’s identities and kill people with the snake god’s knife.”
[Puzzle 2 : How do ghosts assume the identities of others? 】
"The ghost wandering in Hejia Village cannot take on the identity of others as he pleases, otherwise we would have been destroyed long ago."
"Just like the snake god needs you to violate taboos before he will let you If your luck becomes bad, you need to violate the taboo of death to be able to Kill you directly. If the ghost wants to assume someone's identity, it needs to meet certain conditions and the person needs to violate certain 'rules' before its ability can be used."
Ning Zhe clipped the Fengqi Wutong hairpin in Turning his fingers gently, he finally said: "I have two ways now - find the cause of the snake god's madness, or find out the triggering conditions of the rules for the ghost to replace the identity of others...or simply both. Unravel them all, and in this way, we may be able to uncover The true face of Hejiacun, find a way out."
"It sounds very dangerous." Feng Yushu tied her smooth and thick black hair into a bun for easy movement and asked: "Which way do you plan to go first? Get it?”
Snake God? Or a ghost?
"Nowhere." Ning Zhe shook his head and said, "I'm sleepy now. I have to rest for a while and wait until daybreak to talk about everything."
"Huh?" Feng Yushu was confused.
Ning Zhe smiled at her: "Thinking about things takes a lot of time, so Auntie, keep watch for me."
"Oh..."
Feng Yushu was confused. Following Ning Zhe out of the ancestral hall, there were piles of The alleys of firewood, tables and chairs climbed up to the roof, and the wet tiles brought a slippery coolness. He just turned over and lay down on the roof of the ancestral hall. He took out a piece of silk from her small leather bag and covered his face. Block out the moonlight, close your eyes and start sleeping directly. When you encounter difficulties, take a nap.
"Who is this?" Looking at Ning Zhe who fell asleep with a piece of silk covering his face, Feng Yushu felt a little uneasy and a little confused about whether to laugh or cry.
She turned around and looked at the alley where the two of them climbed up before. In the narrow alley, there were a lot of firewood piled up and an old-fashioned folding round table that had been disassembled and leaned against the outer wall of the ancestral hall. The wood was covered with mold spots in the humid air.
"Why are there so many tables and chairs next to the ancestral hall?" Feng Yushu was confused and wanted to ask Ning Zhe, but found that he had actually fallen asleep.
It’s great to be young, you can just sleep on the pillow... It’s not like you have to take sleeping pills if you want to have a good night’s sleep.
I wonder how Zhang Yangxu and Ye Miaozhu are doing now. Have they found a way out?
I wonder how Ah Zhi is doing now. Has she noticed that her mother is missing? Are you worried?
And...and...
Maybe it was because he had been frightened too much before, and his mood swings were too frequent and violent in a short period of time. Feng Yushu's nerves were tense at that moment. As her exhausted mental state gradually relaxed, the cool evening breeze blew through the streets and alleys, and she fell into a drowsy sleep as she wrapped herself in tight clothes.
The fat white moon cricket like a silkworm twisted its body and crawled slowly into the night sky. When the time came in the early morning, a scorching sun rose from the hills to the east of the basin.
Feng Yushu opened her eyes dimly from a long sleep, and moved her limbs subconsciously, but she felt a little sluggish, as if she was bound by something. The deep fear suddenly woke her up, and she sat up and took a look at herself. I don't know when I was covered with a piece of bright red cloth, which was used as a quilt. It looked very familiar.
"Does it look familiar? This piece of cloth was originally used to cover Lin Zhiyuan." Ning Zhe, who was sitting next to him, said casually: "I promised you to keep vigil for me, but you actually slept deeper than me. And the sleeping state was not very good. He kept squeezing me to keep warm... ...So I found a quilt for you."
"Don't say thank you, just follow my instructions later."
"...I'm sorry, what, what. Instructions?" Feng Yushu rubbed his sleepy eyes with his hands and asked quickly.
Ning Zhe raised his hand and pointed downward: "Here, look over there."
Feng Yushu looked in the direction he pointed. It was on the opposite side of the street. A small shop with closed doors and windows had opened the door at some point. A female head with a hairpin on the back of her head and a square piece of yellow paper pasted on her face slowly poked out from the door. She seemed to be the proprietress of this small shop.
Even across a street, Ning Zhe could still see clearly with his eyesight. The words written on the yellow paper posted on the face of the landlady were clearly:
[He Huifen]< br>
After the woman with a name written on her face walked out of the door, she walked straight towards the ancestral hall, walking very quickly with her little feet.
This woman was not the only person walking towards the ancestral hall, and it was not just the small shop across the street that opened the door.
Feng Yushu's legs were covered with the tablecloth of the sacrificial table. She was shocked to see that as the moon set and the sun rose, the entire silent street and even the entire Hejia Village "awakened".
Residences, pharmacies, tea shops... closed doors opened one after another, and people with yellow paper on their faces walked towards the ancestral hall in unison.
They walked this way without saying a word, gathering into a huge flow of people.
The papers on each of their faces have different names written on them: He Runsheng, He Quanyou, He Rongqiu... The names on each face begin with the word 'He', and the He family members move stiffly. , The limbs are jerky, and the steps are staggering like a puppet.
“The people in Hejia Village are not serious people, they are more like by-products of some kind of rules. If possible, I really don’t want to have more contact with these people.”
Ning Zhe shook his head and pulled Feng Yushu to lie back to avoid being discovered by the few villagers who were so idle that they looked up at the sky.
(End of this chapter)