The years of reselling the haunted house

Huang Wenbai smiled: "How can I say that I also went out from this village in the early years, and I was helping my own village by doing so, so what's the trouble?"

The matter was settled just like that, and Pang Dahai and I discussed it together and formulated a prescription for it.

We are not doctors, and the prescriptions are actually not complicated.It is nothing more than using the most common method of removing corpse poison, mixed with some glutinous rice flour, big green leaves, andrographis paniculata, wild chrysanthemum and the like.These things, I asked Meng Baolu, can be picked from the surrounding mountains, and most people's homes also have stock.Most of these herbs are used to eliminate fire and detoxify, and he can make a lot of them at home.

Meng Baolu went home quickly and took a lot of herbs.In addition, the fat man and I drew a few poison-repelling talismans, and the ashes of the talisman paper formed after burning were also added in it.I am very clear in my heart that the well water itself has the function of filtering. After Da Zhuang left the well water, the poisonous gas in the well water will gradually dissipate as time goes by.The prescription I gave is just to speed up the dissipation of this poisonous gas.

Even if there is no such prescription, the villagers will return to normal within three days after drinking non-toxic well water.

After we put the prepared medicine together and mashed it up, we gave it to Huang Wenbai and told him that every time the villagers came to drink water, it was enough to just add a little to the bucket.In this way, if they can stay by the well for a day, the villagers will be able to detoxify one after another.

Huang Wenbai took the medicine and nodded: "Don't worry, there's nothing wrong here. Just be careful when you go there."

After I made arrangements, we temporarily separated from Huang Wenbai, and we followed Meng Baolu to the ancestral hall in the village.

On the way, I asked Meng Baolu, "Does your village have a common surname? Whose ancestors are enshrined in the ancestral hall?"

Meng Baolu waved his hand: "It turns out that the Meng surname is indeed the most powerful in the village. But in recent decades or even hundreds of years, there have been more and more foreign surnames, and now the surnames in the village are very mixed. Although the small ancestral hall It is also called the ancestral hall, but it is no longer just for the family of a certain surname. Basically, any major event in the whole village can be carried out in the ancestral hall."

I nodded, knowing that there must be such a place in this kind of village.Some are family ancestral halls, some are earth temples that bless the soil and water of one place, and so on.

It doesn't matter what you do, in short, once such a place is occupied by evil spirits, many troubles will arise out of thin air.

From the very beginning when Meng Baolu mentioned the ancestral hall, I felt that maybe things started from the ancestral hall.

Soon, we followed a path to the ancestral hall in Sanyangpu Village.

This ancestral hall does not look big, but it is very new.The gray bricks and blue tiles have some majesty.

The gate of the ancestral hall was closed and locked, and there seemed to be no sign of anyone entering.

Meng Baolu said: "This place is usually locked. Behind the ancestral hall is the cave we found. Now it is pressed with bluestone slabs and rocks. I haven't been here for several days."

I nodded and signaled Meng Baolu to take us to the back.

We walked around the ancestral hall, and before we got to the back, I felt a little bit of wind seeping in from behind.

I shook my head, this feeling came very suddenly and very real.

At the same time, I found that Pang Dahai also slowed down, only Meng Baolu still took the lead.

Pang Dahai and I looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

I don't know if this is also a kind of spiritual perception brought about by our qi refining.Anyway, Chu Liuyan said when we were refining Qi, after refining Qi, the body will form an aura.

This aura is very sensitive to the perception of the outside world.Once in a special environment, the reaction of the aura will be directly reflected, forming a kind of self-protection.

To be honest, we practiced Qi with Chu Liuyan a while ago, although we heard Chu Liuyan say a lot about the benefits of practicing internal strength.But we all listen to his verbal statement.Except that when we finished the concentrated practice, we all knocked out the burning candles in the air, which gave us a certain sense of satisfaction.Other benefits are that I feel a lot lighter in body and better in spirit.

This time when we came to Sanyangpu Village, we experienced the brand-new experience of Qi training one after another.

Especially after following Meng Baolu to the ancestral hall this time, when we walked back, the reaction given by our body made us all vigilant.

The fat man and I drew out the Dragon Subduing Wooden Sword, followed behind Meng Baolu, and stared at the surroundings vigilantly.

As soon as Meng Baolu turned to the back, he let out an exclamation.

This startled me, but I found that nothing happened behind.Instead, it was peaceful.

It's just that the cold feeling is more intense.

This feeling is completely different from before.Before practicing qi, even when I went to a place with heavy yin qi, I could feel the coldness and my hairs stood on end.But I can't feel where the source of that coldness is.

But this time is different, I can not only feel the coldness of my body, but also feel a cold air current being transmitted in the air.It showed strands and strands, constantly penetrating towards my body.

I noticed that the reason why Meng Baolu exclaimed was because he found a figure standing not far away.

And I even felt that the cold air flow came from that person.

"The stone statue, the stone statue has been restored... The stone statue has been restored..."

Meng Baolu muttered something.

I didn't hear clearly at the beginning, and I didn't understand until I heard the second sentence, so I hurriedly asked: "Old village chief, what stone statue?"

Meng Baolu pointed to the standing statue: "The stone statue. That is the stone statue that was originally standing on the stone slab. But it was smashed to pieces by lightning on a rainy night. Why...how did it reappear?"

I remembered that when Meng Baolu told us the whole story of the cave incident, he did mention it.On top of that bluestone slab, there used to be a stone statue.He said that the stone statue was an ancient military general, wearing armor and carrying a waist knife, very majestic.

Chapter 989

Later, on a rainy night, the sky thundered, and the stone statue collapsed for no reason, and pieces of rubble fell to the ground.It looked as if it had been shattered by lightning at night.

It was precisely because the stone statue was broken that the villagers dug under the place where the stone statue originally stood, and found the stone slab under its feet.

But Meng Baolu and others discovered that the bottom of the stone slab was empty, so they recruited a group of people to lift the stone slab, and then wanted to know the secret of the cave.As a result, the tragic death of both the strong and the strong appeared later.

"Did you see clearly?" Fat Dahai asked.

We are still at least ten meters away from the stone statue Meng Baolu mentioned.And what we saw was only the back of the stone statue. I also doubted Meng Baolu's eyes.

Unexpectedly, Meng Baolu was so determined, he made two steps in three steps, and ran straight to the stone statue.

I had a bad feeling, because I already felt the gloom coming from the direction of the stone statue.It shows that the stone statue is not a dead thing, but a thing that can breed Yin Qi.

"Don't go over..." I yelled, only to find that Meng Baolu had already run down regardless.I had no choice but to follow Meng Baolu and ran over.

Meng Baolu ran up to the stone statue, turned in front of the stone statue, and came face to face with the stone statue.

What I was worried about didn't happen, because the stone statue was really a stone statue.

Am I feeling wrong?I also hurriedly came to the front of the stone statue with Pang Dahai to observe.

"That's it, he's already broken...how could...who restored him?" Meng Baolu was completely bewildered by what happened in front of him.Bizarre events followed one after another, completely beyond the scope of his comprehension.

I noticed that the carving of this stone statue is not fine, and it is even rough in some places.But when I looked at the stone statue, I felt that the stone statue was full of majesty from the inside to the outside.

This made me have an illusion for a while, the cold air flow I felt could not be caused by the mighty power embodied by the stone statue.

This general is fully armored, with a knife on his waist, and looks forward, as if he is guarding a pass or a city pass.

I couldn't help but pop up a few lines of poems in my mind, Qinghai Changyun dark snow mountains, lonely city looking at Yumen Pass in the distance.The yellow sand wears the golden armor in a hundred battles, and it will not return until it breaks Loulan.

Perhaps, using these few poems to describe this stone statue is also perfect.

At this time, Pang Dahai said beside him: "Boss, I have watched a lot of TV dramas, the general's costume should not be from the Qing Dynasty, right?"

I nodded, the Qing Dynasty was the closest feudal dynasty to us, and we are relatively familiar with the uniforms of generals of this dynasty.But the armor worn by the stone statue in front of him does not seem to be from the Qing Dynasty.

I asked the fat man, "What dynasty do you think this stone statue is from?"

"Based on my years of experience in watching dramas, this set of military uniforms is most likely from the Ming Dynasty." Pang Dahai judged.

Meng Baolu did not participate in our conversation, he was still staring at the stone statue in front of him.

After watching for a while, he stretched out his hand to touch the face of the stone statue.

It's just that as soon as his hand touched the face, he withdrew it like an electric shock and kept shaking his palm.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Bite, he bites." Meng Baolu looked at the stone statue in astonishment.

The face of the stone statue still maintains that expression.

"How is it possible?" Fat Dahai didn't quite believe in evil, and reached out his hand to touch the stone statue.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the fat man's hand touched it, he quickly pulled it back, looked at his own hand and then at the stone statue.

"It's not biting, it's cold, bitingly cold." Pang Dahai took a breath and said, staring at his fingers.

"Look, the stone statue is crying." At this moment, Meng Baolu suddenly cried out, and his voice changed.

Meng Baolu's strange cry made Pang Dahai and I turn our eyes to the stone statue again.

In the two eye sockets of the stone statue, two lines of blood and tears actually flowed out.

Blood and tears flowed from the eye sockets to the nasal cavity, forming two clear tear stains under the eye sockets.

This made the domineering and mighty face look extra creepy.

Even though it was afternoon and the sun was still there, facing such a stone statue with such a weird face, I still felt chills on my back.

"Master, this... what's going on?"

Meng Baolu was born as a butcher, so he must be quite courageous. When he discovered this scene, his face turned pale with fright.

I waved my hand to signal everyone to calm down, and asked, "Old village chief, are you sure it's the original stone statue?"

The stone statue shed tears, and there were still two lines of blood tears.

Let alone Meng Baolu, even Fatty and I were shocked when we saw this scene.Although I now believe that everything in the world has a spirit, I can't accept the fact that stones can also shed tears.

But the facts are right in front of you, and you don't allow yourself to doubt them.

I turned my head and asked Meng Baolu: "Old village chief, you mean, so you pressed a rock on top of this stone slab?"

Meng Baolu nodded: "That's right. I was afraid that someone would dig into this burrow again, and I was even more afraid that a monster that could eat people would come out of the burrow, so I put it on top of a rock. The rock is as tall as a person. Without five or six people carrying it, it may be difficult to remove it. How could it be replaced by this stone statue suddenly?"

After hearing what Meng Baolu said, I lowered my head and searched carefully on the ground around the stone statue.

None of them knew what I was looking for.In fact, the ground was cleaned up very clean, but it was densely packed, and I found a handful of powdery things after all.

The powdery thing is in the gap between the bluestone slab at the foot of the stone statue and the ground.I picked it out with my fingernails and put it in the palm of my hand.

Both Meng Baolu and Pang Dahai came over and asked me what I had discovered.

I blew on the powder, and the powder was blown into the air with a puff.

With a preliminary judgment in my mind, I asked Meng Baolu, "Since the day you discovered this burrow, have you never been here?"

Meng Baolu nodded: "To be honest, I am very scared, I dare not come here. To tell you the truth, I have been using various relationships during this time, trying to find a Taoist priest with superb magic power to help us deal with this matter But I never found it. I didn't expect to meet you two masters, it seems that you two are really noble people in our village."

Meng Baolu lost no time in flattering me and Pang Dahai again.

Unlike my third uncle, I don't accept this kind of groundless flattery.I just want to deal with the matter in front of me as soon as possible.

I waved my hand and asked Meng Baolu, "Then let me ask again, is there any mason in your village?"

Chapter 990

"Mason? No...why do you suddenly ask this?"

I shook my head: "No? Think about it carefully, or someone who has the skills in quarrying and carving stones is also counted."

"The stonemason... oh, is he a stonemason..."

Meng Baolu thought about it, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he blurted out this sentence.

Judging from Meng Baolu's reaction, it was obvious that he had thought of such a person.

"Have you thought of it? Who is it?" I asked hastily.

"There is such a person in our village, but he is not from our village, but a craftsman sent by the town to repair the bridge. I arranged for him to live in our village. It has been a while, and I have been I was busy with the affairs of the village and didn't bother with him. If you don't mention this today, I will forget about him." Meng Baolu said, patting his head.

"Repair bridges? Repair what bridges?" I was suddenly interested in this man.

Meng Baolu said: "Actually, it's not bridge repairing. It's the only Kunzhou bridge in our village leading to the outside world. I don't know if you have noticed that the small stone lions on the watchtowers on it are cracked. That person is the town's He was sent to repair the little stone lion. He came for several days. At the beginning, he just walked around the village, and I didn’t see him repairing the lion. In addition, this person looked young, and he was less than 20 years old. He is just a young boy, no matter how I look at him, he does not look like a skilled craftsman. How many years do you think he can learn to carve stones even if he was born in the womb? But he is sent by the top. How to do it, we have no right to ask. I have been thinking about this cave for a long time, and I have already forgotten him. Master, why did you ask this?"

I pointed to the stone statue and said, "I suspect that this stone statue is no longer your original stone statue. It is someone who carved stones on your big mountain rock and perfectly restored the stone statue of the general."

"Ah? Impossible. It didn't take much time to carve a stone statue. It's not a small project. And this stone statue is exactly the same as the original one. Not to mention the exact sameness, it's about the same size. No matter the size It's still the expression, it's just... If someone copied it again, then the stone carving level of this person is simply a miracle..."

After listening to me, Meng Baolu had an expression of disbelief, and he was even more suspicious of my statement.

Pang Haihai looked at the stone statue and said, "Boss, this stone statue is not an ordinary stone statue. You can even count the number of his eyes and eyelashes. The level of detail is unrivaled. There will really be people in the world who use such a stone statue." Such a surprising work in such a short time?"

I observed the stone statue again and found that it was really strange.When we first saw it, I still felt that the handwork of this stone statue was rough, and it didn't look fine.But after a while, the more I looked at the stone statue, the more I felt the craftsmanship of the carving was exquisite.Like the fat man said.

I wondered in my heart, but I have heard a description of a craftsman, which is called as clever as clumsy.Generally, people with this kind of skill are skillful craftsmen and masters.

Could it be that the sculptor already had this technique?

I thought about it, but couldn't think of too many answers, so I nodded: "Of course, this is all my speculation. Now I dare not say that my speculation is [-]% correct. But there are definitely such people in the world." It exists. Don’t underestimate the profession of masonry. As far as I know, masonry is definitely not a very eye-catching representative of various professions in the world, but it is the profession with the longest and longest history. Think about it, we humans , Since the Paleolithic Age, there has been simple work of grinding stones. The people who engaged in this kind of work at that time were the first stonemasons."

Fat Dahai rubbed his head and said, "Boss, what you said is really true."

I smiled and said again: "Besides, stonemasons are involved in a wide range of fields. Many inscriptions that have been passed down through the ages, exquisite stone Buddha statues, exquisite gemstone carvings, and many classic stone bridges are all made by stonemasons. With skilled stonemasons around, it might not be difficult to carve such a stone statue."

Meng Baolu stepped forward again, took a closer look at the stone statue, nodded and said, "It seems that this stone statue is really newly carved. Many places on the original stone statue are covered with moss. Although it can be cleaned off, it is impossible to leave no traces on it." Stay. And this stone statue is too clean, even..."

As he spoke, Meng Baolu stretched out his hand and wiped the body of the stone statue.

The temperature of the stone statue was very low, Meng Baolu quickly withdrew his hand, but his hand was already covered with some fine stone powder.