Lonely Immortal

This is how things work. If it is decided by one person, it will be done quickly, but if it is decided by a large group of people, it will definitely not be done well.

Now the villagers are all talking about burying the village chief Zhang Wensheng, no matter what time it is, and they even invited an older villager to set the time at will. Now the scene becomes a bit chaotic.

Zhang Zhiwen didn't say much. It was not unreasonable for these villagers to rush to bury the village chief Zhang Wensheng. You must know that this man committed suicide by hanging. Who wouldn't feel a little resentful? Then let people lie down in this ancestral hall. If something happens, who can take responsibility?

Lin Qingshu didn't dare to say anything more. Everyone was in a hurry to bury the village chief Zhang Wensheng. What else he could say, he could only listen to everyone's opinions.

Several older villagers began to dig out some old zodiac books, looking to determine a good time for the village chief Zhang Wensheng. But no one knew the birth time of the village chief, so what should we do?

Naturally, there was a native way, so they brought a chicken over. After bringing the native chicken, they began to sacrifice it.

This is the first time Zhang Zhiwen has seen such a thing. He has never seen such a weird thing in the county before. Can a chicken determine a person's birth time?

At this time, all the villagers gathered around the sacrificial platform, and the elder Fourth Uncle began to offer sacrifices to the heaven and earth. This can be regarded as a traditional way of offering sacrifices. First, he offered sacrifices to the heaven and earth, and then to the mountain gods. It can be seen that in the hearts of the villagers, they cherish the heaven and earth. Awe is still the first priority.

Then came the mountain gods. The last step was to sacrifice the beasts of the Six Paths. The captured rooster became the sacrifice. The fourth uncle killed the chicken with one knife, and then the blood flowed into the bowl, which was about After receiving a bowl of chicken blood, the native chicken was already dying.

The fourth uncle threw the chicken aside, lit an incense stick, dipped the foot of the incense stick into the chicken blood, and then drew a random stroke on the table.

There was nothing particular about this stroke. The chicken blood showed a trace of blood on the stage, and this trace overlapped with the sunlight falling from the sky. Then the fourth uncle inserted the incense on this trace. Above the intersection of light and shadow.

The incense began to burn, and the fourth uncle looked at the native chicken on the ground. The native chicken still had a little breath, and everyone also looked at the dying native chicken on the ground, as if they were waiting quietly for some time.

After about half a stick of incense, the chicken was completely dead, and the shadow of the incense also fell on a node. The fourth uncle made a gesture towards this node, and found the birth time of the village chief Zhang Wensheng.

Zhang Zhiwen didn't know why this was true. Anyway, the villagers generally agreed with this approach. The birth time of the village chief Zhang Wensheng was determined like this, and it looked quite sloppy.

With the time of birth, the appropriate time for burial can be calculated. Therefore, the fourth uncle began to look through the zodiac books again. After checking for a while, he finally found out.

"Fourth uncle, how are you?"

The villagers were all waiting for an answer from the fourth uncle, and the fourth uncle also raised his head, then frowned and said, "I have read it over and over again. Logically speaking, there should be nothing wrong, but at this moment..."

"What's wrong?"

Seeing the fourth uncle hesitating and hesitating, the villagers seemed a little embarrassed. They also became curious. They didn't know when it made the fourth uncle feel a little embarrassed.

"In this case, I will check again."

The fourth uncle didn't seem to be very satisfied with the results. Seeing him doing this, Lin Qingshu couldn't help but look at Zhang Zhiwen. His look seemed to say, isn't this fourth uncle's eyesight dim?

Besides, can we still change it over and over again at this time? Isn't this something that can be decided at once? He just wanted to see if Zhang Zhiwen knew something about luck.

But Zhang Zhiwen didn't say anything. He naturally understood luck. He was a cultivator of immortality, but he didn't plan to say anything more, because this was a secular matter, and it was completely different from cultivating immortals. So even if he knew , is of no use either.

Furthermore, Zhang Zhiwen also knew why the villagers and his fourth uncle made such a decision. They just wanted peace of mind. Otherwise, how could this method explain anything? It is even more impossible to determine the real birth time of village chief Zhang Wensheng.

And if Zhang Wensheng's birth time cannot be determined, no matter what happens later, it will be invalid. Everyone knows this truth, don't the villagers and the fourth uncle know it?

Therefore, it is obvious that they just want peace of mind, because the village chief Zhang Wensheng hanged himself, which is unlucky. The villagers are afraid that something big will happen to the village, which is understandable.

At this time, the fourth uncle continued to check the zodiac books, but he checked again and again, and in the end he was still not satisfied. He even didn't understand it, and he couldn't help but frown again.

"Fourth uncle, what happened?"

"Yeah, I've been checking for a long time, can't I find out?"

"Fourth Uncle, you probably found out and then didn't tell everyone?"

The villagers gradually lost their patience, and they began to force the fourth uncle to tell the results. The fourth uncle was helpless. He probably felt that the results were not very good, and were somewhat different from what he thought, or even very unexpected. Therefore, he planned to continue. He tried to find a suitable time, but after searching again and again, he still couldn't find any suitable time.

Now, when the villagers began to chase him for results, he could only raise his head, then looked at everyone and said, "This, the investigation has found it, but..."

Seeing that the fourth uncle was hesitant to speak, everyone became even more anxious. Isn't this a panic? They have been checking this for a while.

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"Fourth uncle, you are right!"

"Yes, whatever the hour is, whatever the hour is, when the hour comes, we will bury the village chief!"

"Yes, if this is done as soon as possible, everyone will feel relieved, right?"

…

The villagers said one after another, which meant that the fourth uncle should tell the result quickly.

Helpless, the fourth uncle could only frown and said with some guilt, "This, please don't call me nonsense when I say it. I checked it for a long time, and it showed that it can only be buried in seven days."

"Ah? It will take another seven days?"

"Does it take so long?"

"Hey, just seven days, it's better than not knowing what time it is!"

"Yes, then let's all keep vigil for the village chief here for seven days. Anyway, when the time comes, we will bury the village chief!"

…

The villagers were not satisfied with the result, but they were still able to accept it.

If this is the case, then the fourth uncle should not be so embarrassed. At least Zhang Zhiwen thinks so. It should be that the fourth uncle still has something to say.

Sure enough, the fourth uncle quickly waved his hand and said, "No, I found out here that it can't be buried until midnight for seven days!"

"Huh? In the middle of the night?"

"How is this possible? This burial day cannot be in the middle of the night. This has never happened before!"

"That's right. Why does the auspicious time fall in the middle of the night? Fourth uncle, you must be wrong!"

…

When the villagers heard that the village chief could not be buried until midnight, they naturally raised objections. This was almost impossible.

The so-called good time and auspicious day must be broad daylight with clear weather, and it can never be in the middle of the night. There is so much gloom in the middle of the night, how can there be any good time and auspicious day?

Even people who don't know the auspicious days of the zodiac can know this kind of thing. Children understand it, why doesn't the fourth uncle know it?

Of course the fourth uncle knew about it, so he was very strange and surprised. That's why he kept checking for a while but couldn't find any good time.

Another thing, this zodiac book actually says that the middle of the night is an auspicious day? This was simply beyond his fourth uncle's cognition.

But the fourth uncle couldn't read either, so he just followed the pattern on it. Therefore, the fourth uncle didn't dare to say anything more, so he handed the book about the auspicious days of the zodiac to Zhang Zhiwen.

"Sir, I can't read and don't understand very well. Maybe you can see if that's what it means!"

The fourth uncle was still somewhat sensible and would not have reached this point. He still maintained his identity as the so-called elder of the village. He quickly asked Zhang Zhiwen for help.

Zhang Zhiwen didn't expect that things would come to him again, but he didn't say anything more. He just took the book and read it.

At this time, the villagers looked at Zhang Zhiwen one after another. Everyone knew that Zhang Zhiwen was the number one scholar, and he was a scholar, so he couldn't see anything wrong.

Zhang Zhiwen took the book and checked it. It turned out that the middle of the night seven days later was a good time. Therefore, he said to his fourth uncle, "Fourth uncle, you read that right. It is such an hour."

As soon as these words came out, the villagers were in an uproar, and the fourth uncle's face became very ugly.

At this time, even Lin Qingshu found it extremely incredible. He took the zodiac book in Zhang Zhiwen's hand and flipped through it. He was also stunned. The pattern showed that it was the middle of the night seven days later.

"Fourth Uncle, do you want to check again?"

Lin Qingshu thought this was too unbelievable, so he said to his fourth uncle.

The fourth uncle waved his hands and said helplessly, "I have checked several times. According to the above display, no matter how I check, I will always find this hour."

"What now?"

"That's not possible. How can anyone bury someone in the middle of the night?"

"Yeah, nothing like this has ever happened!"

…

The villagers came out to object one after another. This kind of moment was definitely not an auspicious time, and they did not want it.

Now it's okay, everyone has objected, and the village chief Zhang Wensheng doesn't know how to decide the time for burial.

"Why don't you come and take a look, sir?"

The fourth uncle looked at Zhang Zhiwen, he was going to let Zhang Zhiwen make the arrangements.

But Zhang Zhiwen waved his hand and said, "I don't understand these. I just read some books, but I don't know much about these Feng Shui fortunes and so on."

When he said this, the fourth uncle had nothing to say. The fourth uncle couldn't force Zhang Zhiwen, right? Furthermore, after all, Zhang Zhiwen was a foreigner and not from the village, so the fourth uncle gave up.

The other villagers actually had the same idea, otherwise they could have let Zhang Zhiwen, the only educated person in the village, set the time from the beginning. That would be much better than letting a group of illiterate people set the time blindly. Bar?

"Fourth Uncle, what should we do now? This time must be wrong!"

The villagers looked at Fourth Uncle again.

The fourth uncle didn't know what to do now, but he thought about it and said, "Could it be that we got the village chief's birth time wrong?"

"Yes, it's possible!"

"I think there must be a mistake, otherwise this situation wouldn't have happened!"

"Yes, if that's the case, let's set a time for the village chief again. Don't make a mistake this time!"

……

The villagers immediately felt that what the fourth uncle said made sense. If that was the case, everyone would naturally prepare to set the time of birth for the village chief Zhang Wensheng again.

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But this time it was not to kill a chicken, because it had been killed once, so it naturally could not be done again, so this time it was to kill a pig.

The fourth uncle asked someone to go to the village chief's house, catch a pig from the village chief's house, and then prepare to start the sacrifice and slaughter to set the time.

This time is different from the last time. Last time it was burning incense, but this time it was not. This time it was using a butcher knife to set the time. While there is still sunlight at this time, it can be done.

But killing a pig is much louder than killing a chicken. The caught pig screamed, and a group of villagers pressed it, and then the fourth uncle personally took the butcher knife to bleed the pig.

The butcher knife was very sharp. The tip pierced into the pig's neck, and blood gushed out. The villagers quickly took a wooden basin to collect the blood.

The vitality of this pig was much stronger than that of a native chicken. It kept struggling. For some reason, the villagers accidentally failed to hold the pig down. The pig went crazy on the spot and started running around.

"Hold it down!"

"Why did you let it run away!"

"It's okay, it can't run far. It will fall down soon after bleeding!"

...

The villagers began to surround the pig, which was unexpected.

The pig was being slaughtered well, but an accident happened halfway. In fact, everyone felt a little unlucky. Logically, the villagers often slaughtered pigs and sheep, so how could they encounter such a thing?

This pig was also very powerful. Blood was gushing out of its neck, but it still ran very fast. It bumped into the villagers who were blocking it in a few seconds, and then it directly ran towards the body of the village chief Zhang Wensheng.

"No, stop it!"

"Don't let it hit the village chief!"

...

At this moment, things became extremely sudden and unexpected. Everyone was shocked. No one expected that this pig would actually hit the body of the village chief.

The pig screamed and rushed to the body of the village chief Zhang Wensheng in a few steps. Just when everyone thought that the pig was going to hit the body of the village chief Zhang Wensheng, the pig suddenly turned its front hoof, and the whole body fell down with a snap, kneeling directly in front of Zhang Wensheng's body, and rushed forward for a while.

This made people look like the pig was kneeling to the village chief Zhang Wensheng, but in fact, the pig lost too much blood, and its strength suddenly disappeared, and then the whole pig fell down.

The pig slid forward and stopped just before hitting Zhang Wensheng's body. Then the pig stared at Zhang Wensheng's body with its eyes wide open. Everyone was shocked by the scene.

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