Chapter 1915 Yin and Yang Farm (Final Chapter 2)

But the old man pressed his index finger against the basin and exerted force on the basin with his other hand.

With such force, the entire basin was spinning rapidly on his index finger. At first glance, it looked like he was playing with a top.

After about ten seconds of rotation, the old man's face calmed down and he spoke softly.

The words he spit out this time were extremely strange, not like human tone.

More importantly, he only spoke four words this time.

What's evil is that, just as the moment I finished speaking, my limbs seemed to be riveted into four rivets, causing a burst of heart-wrenching pain to my limbs.

In less than a moment, I felt like my whole body was trapped in a huge vortex, and the heat began to spread from my limbs.

In less than a minute, my whole body felt like a burning pain.

For a moment, pain, burning, and dizziness came.

To be honest, although my body is different from that of ordinary people, my physique is relatively weak. How could I bear such great pain? I feel that my whole body seems to be not my own.

However, the old man seemed to have not seen my pain at all. He exerted force again, and the basin was spinning faster and faster on his fingers.

Um?

This is not right!

In less than a moment, I was already sweating profusely, and the basin was spinning faster and faster.

Now, I was puzzled, glanced at him incredibly, and asked him, "What's going on?"

I uttered, not sure if it was because of my body or what happened. As soon as the sound came out, my whole body twitched subconsciously.

What's wrong with this?

I endured the pain from my body and wanted to get up, but the hemp rope was helped on my body, which made me unable to get up at all.

"Old man, it's me...is it..."

He said that the iron plate is not the iron plate we usually use, but a pig iron plate, the type of 60CM by 60CM. There is something painted on the surface of the iron plate, like the Yin-Yang and Five Elements array, and the floor is the old man touched a layer of gray at the bottom of the pot.

In other words, the old man has passed away.

Before I could feel my own changes, I slowly opened my eyes and found that the whole scene was in chaos. All the villagers knelt on the edge of the ritual platform and cried bitterly.

Uncle Huang didn't dare to delay it. He hurried over, first untied the hemp rope on my body, then helped me up, and asked me softly, "Xiaojiu, are you okay?"

When I heard this, I hurriedly asked, "What's next?"

If it weren't for my appearance, the old man might not have had any trouble.

I don’t know if I had an illusion or something. The villagers seemed to respect me very much, and they looked at me with respect.

The whole process lasted about three minutes.

While crying, he told me that the old man turned his index finger against the basin for a few minutes, then placed the basin under the altar and found a square iron plate.

Although it only took three minutes, it seemed as long as several centuries to me.

While speaking, he helped me walk towards the old man.

Listening to this, I was puzzled. What does this mean?

Uncle Huang seemed to guess what I was thinking and sighed deeply, "Xiaojiu, don't think about this for now. Let's see the old man and tell you the specific details later."

Since it is a pig iron plate, the question is, how can I cook it by pouring the ingredients of Yin and Yang rice on it?

I think this way because water is essential for cooking rice.

Speaking of this iron plate, Uncle Huang said it in detail.

Although I knew the old man was dead before, after I checked myself, I couldn't help but feel ache.

This made me feel very guilty. I stared at the old man's body tightly, my feet softened, I knelt down and kowtowed three times.

Uncle Huang seemed to notice my abnormal movement, wiped his tears, slowly got up and walked towards me.

"Xiao Jiu!" He shouted with sobs, his whole body seemed to have been pulled away, like a walking corpse.

Before I could finish the last word, Uncle Huang didn't know what was going on. He covered my mouth and said hurriedly: "Xiaojiu, before my death, I told me that you should not say sorry in the last seven days, otherwise a great disaster will come."

In the end, I had no idea what the old man had done, but I just remembered in a daze. The old man said something, and he said, "It is not necessary to use a pot to make Yin-Yang rice."

After saying that, I looked up at the altar and found that the old man was lying on the ground, his eyes closed, his face turned pale, and a smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, which was a relief smile.

He stared at me for a while and said slowly, "This is not a place to talk, go to my house first."

I don’t know how long this situation lasts, but I know that after hearing a crying sound, I feel a little more at ease.

Before I could finish speaking, Uncle Huang cried out with a wow.

I stopped with difficulty and whispered: "It's okay."

Afterwards, my whole body was so painful that I could not see anything clearly. What made me collapsed was that even with such pain, I didn't faint.

When I walked to the old man, there were many people around me. When I saw me coming, the villagers made way for a passage.

Uncle Huang’s explanation to me was very evil. He said, “Xiao Jiu, this matter is very strange. When the old man poured the ingredients, he took a look and saw that you had lost consciousness. He specifically greeted me, five stars appeared everywhere, seven, nine, and eight directions of peace.”

When I saw this, my expression tightened, and I didn't care about the pain on my body, and hurriedly asked, "Uncle Huang..., old man, is this..."

He said: "The old man put the pig iron plate under the altar, poured the ingredients of Yin-Yang rice on the pig iron plate, and then started cooking."

While speaking, he looked at several villagers and continued, "You guys find a good coffin, bury the old man's body, and then wait until the Yuan family's affairs are solved before burying the old man's glory."

What's going on?

I didn't care about so much, so I asked Uncle Huang to support me and squat beside the old man. I first explored the old man's breath and heartbeat, without any hope.

As soon as these words were said, I didn't know what happened. The villagers were crying and immediately stopped and started to tease the old man's body one by one, while some villagers began to demolish the altar.

Looking at their actions, my intuition told me that something might happen to the old man when he was tinkering with Yin and Yang meals, otherwise the whole scene would never be so messy and the villagers would not obey so much.

Next is Uncle Huang. When I woke up, I found that he was crying like a tearful person. But now when talking about the old man, he gave me the feeling that he seemed to have become a different person, and also like the old man's death, and he was not sad at all.

ps: I have something happened these two days, and the update has been slow. Sorry, I will resume normal update tomorrow.
Chapter completed!