Siheyuan: Damao carried me back from under the bridge

This Sun Wubing has a problem. When he lies, his eyes always dodge, making people know that he is lying at a glance.

"It's really gone." Sun Wubing simply closed his eyes.

A dying man wanted to trick him into something, and He Yuzhu planned to deceive this boy.

He always felt that this kid knew many secrets.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when Sun Wubing closed his eyes, He Yuzhu took out the basin that was usually kept in the space for soaking his feet.

"Boy, Mingren don't tell secrets. The cornucopia is here now. I want to know Shen Wansan's tomb because I want to know the secret of the cornucopia." He Yuzhu said and knocked the wooden basin where he washed his feet with his hand.

When Sun Wubing heard He Yuzhu's words, he immediately opened his eyes. When he saw that He Yuzhu was holding a wooden basin, he almost died of anger.

"Is it interesting for you to deceive a dying person like this? The cornucopia is a copper basin, and you are a wooden basin. Can you please put some effort into deceiving people? Cough cough cough..." Sun Wubing was so angry that He Yuzhu coughed.

cough cough...

Sun Wubing couldn't stop coughing. He was out of breath and even coughed up blood.

He Yuzhu quickly stepped forward and patted him on the back.

"Don't be angry yet, just wait." He Yuzhu said, reaching out directly into the basin, and a pear appeared in his hand.

Taking out a pear, He Yuzhu reached out and took it out again, and a small yellow croaker appeared in his hand. Then He Yuzhu took out a vase, a bronze mirror, and coins one by one.

He Yuzhu took it out and put it back, leaving only one pear in his hand.

Sun Wubing was completely shocked when he saw this scene.

"You you you...cough cough cough...you...cough cough cough...cough cough cough...cough cough cough..."

Sun Wubing first coughed violently, and finally turned into crazy wheezing, like an asthma attack.

He Yuzhu quickly stepped forward and patted Sun Wubing's back to relieve his symptoms.

After filming for a long time, Sun Wubing finally recovered.

"You, cornucopia, there is really a cornucopia. I always thought it was a lie, but I didn't expect it to be true. Bring me the cornucopia and see." Sun Wubing looked at the wooden basin on the ground excitedly.

He Yuzhu will still fulfill the dying man's wish.

He brought the basin to Sun Wubing.

Sun Wubing, who was originally unable to move, now sat upright and held the wooden basin in his arms.

He ran his hand over the tub and then smelled it.

"Why does it smell like stinky feet?" Sun Wubing asked doubtfully.

"It just smells like this. It's like this when you get it." He Yuzhu replied with some embarrassment.

His footbath doesn't smell like stinky feet, or what could it be?

"It's different from what was recorded in some ancient books found in ancient tombs." Sun Wubing couldn't help but take a few more sips.

The smell got stronger and stronger, and it was still a bit choking.

"Maybe Shen Wansan covered the wooden basin with a layer of copper." He Yuzhu told lies without blinking an eye, as if it was really true.

"It's not impossible." Sun Wubing breathed in the smell of the wooden basin several times as he spoke. It felt like he wanted to remember this smell in his mind before he died so that he could search for it in the next life.

"I've shown you my cornucopia, can you tell me the secret you know now?" He Yuzhu waited until Sun Wubing had enough of the smell before he started asking questions.

"Yeah!" Sun Wubing nodded. This was the result of his research all day and night in just one birthday. Naturally, he didn't want to take it to the coffin. Sun Wubing took a deep breath, calmed down his heart that was still beating wildly, and then slowly spoke. Said: "The cornucopia seems to need something to worship. Later, Shen Wansan, a layman, has been looking for something that can be used to worship the cornucopia."

"According to some miscellaneous records, it can be seen that Shen Wansan loved jade. This sacrificial object is likely to be jade, but this is just my guess."

"Shen Wansan has been traveling for business since then, and has gone to many places. Basically he has no fixed home. He should have been running around for the cornucopia sacrifices all his life."

"Actually, no one knows where Shen Wansan's tomb is. The tomb of Shen Wansan that I researched is actually the place where Shen Wansan last searched for sacrificial objects."

"Can you tell me, if you don't sacrifice the cornucopia, will the cornucopia change owners, and will you die?"

Sun Wubing looked at He Yuzhu curiously.

This question... He Yuzhu had a look of embarrassment on his face.

How to answer!

After thinking about it, He Yuzhu still planned to deceive this dying man once, and sighed deeply: "Actually, the cornucopia in your hand is not a good thing. If you want it, I can give it to you. I will give it to you when the time comes. It can be used as a burial gift. If you want it now, I can give it to you right away."

"Give it to me?" Sun Wubing's eyes bulged. His father had been looking for something that he could never get all his life, and now an outsider wanted to give it to him. Sun Wubing's brain was a little weak.

No matter how hard he thought about it, he couldn't understand why He Yuzhu gave away this cornucopia. Could it be that Sun Wubing had a bad premonition in his heart.

He once read in a book about monsters that some treasures require people to sacrifice their souls to use them.

Could it be that this cornucopia is such a treasure?

Does the person in front of him want to sacrifice his soul?

If he sacrifices his soul, can the soul of the person in front of him be saved? Is it like a water ghost who needs to be pulled down before he can be freed?

This man wanted to harm him.

Sun Wubing was so frightened that he quickly threw the footbath back to He Yuzhu.

A man who was so sick and on the verge of death actually managed to squeeze out the strength to throw the pot away.

"I don't want it, please hurry up and give me some poison." Sun Wubing turned his head and didn't want to talk to He Yuzhu anymore.

It doesn't matter if the body dies, but if the soul is gone, how can we reincarnate?

He Yuzhu originally just said casually that he wanted to comfort Sun Wubing, but he didn't expect that this kid would think so much.

But it doesn't matter.

I know almost all the answers I want to know now.

Sun Wubing was about to die, so giving him some relief would be a relief.

Even if Sun Wubing could be revived with space spiritual water, it would be meaningless.

So what if he is saved.

He has eaten people, can the villagers here let him live?

It is conceivable that if Sun Wubing is really saved, the torture he will suffer is unimaginable.

Sun Wubing turned his head away and did not dare to look at the cornucopia.

He was afraid that something would jump out of the basin and suck his soul away.

You know you have to pay a heavy price to get such a good thing.

If your soul is gone, why do you need so much wealth?

Don't...get this thing away from me quickly.

He Yuzhu didn't know that Sun Wubing now saw the basin as if he saw a ghost, and he didn't know to take the basin away.

It looks scary.

Not long after waiting in the house, Tan Yingxiong and Yang Fei knocked on the door outside.

Hearing the knock on the door, He Yuzhu immediately opened the door: "Just give me the poison, and I will take him on his last journey."