Although there was a lot of resentment in the village, Jiang Xuan actually found no evil spirits.
The seven emotions in the village are all born from humans, and the villagers' bodies also exude a spiritual aura that is unique to humans, and their emotions are mostly peaceful and tranquil.
Jiang Xuan came here mainly because he wanted to know where the resentment in this village came from.
When he walked to the old man, he saw that the old man stopped what he was doing and began to look at him. Jiang Xuan immediately gave him a student's bow:
"Hello, my father-in-law, I am a student of Tang Song Dynasty from the Jiangsu and Zhejiang Prefecture School of Liberal Arts. I came to Sixi County not only for traveling but also to find relatives."
"After I got off the boat in Longmian Town, I walked around and looked around. Unknowingly, I arrived at your village. Please tell me how to get to Sixi County."
When the old man saw Jiang Xuan saluting and asking for directions, he was so busy that he wanted to put down his hoe and help him.
But he looked down at his hands holding the hoe, which were covered with mud, and then looked at Jiang Xuan's body, which was embroidered with green bamboo, as if it was a Confucian robe without a trace of dust, and finally put down his hands calmly:
"This is Hongyang Village below Longmian Town. The young man's name is Chen Pingyi. If the scholar wants to go to Sixi County, he can go back to Longmian Town. There is a post station in the town. From the post station, you can take a carriage directly to Sixi County."
"If nothing happens to the scholar, then leave early."
Jiang Xuan nodded when he heard this, and then said:
"I also want to let my father-in-law know that during my next trip to various places, I also have the idea of experiencing the customs of various places and listening to the differences in each place, so as to write a book about it."
"I wonder if there are any myths and legends in Sixi County, Longmian Town, or your village."
"If so, I would like to listen to it and record it in the book."
The old man's eyes lit up immediately when he heard Jiang Xuan's words, then he put the hoe handle on his shoulder, rubbed his palms and said:
"Can an old man still be written into a book?"
"Of course you can."
"If I find it interesting, I will write down something like this in the book:
In the autumn of the Jiashen year, I went to Sixi County to look for relatives. On the way, I met an old man named Chen Pingyi, who told me about Sixi County."
Seeing the old man's excitement as he spoke, Jiang Xuan continued:
"If the book I wrote is published in the future, I will also send someone to send a copy of the book to the old man's house to express my gratitude to you, old man."
Now, the old man couldn't hold himself back any longer.
After he put down the hoe, he led Jiang Xuan to the locust tree, and then asked again:
"Is what the scholar said true?"
Jiang Xuan nodded.
If one day in the future, he wouldn't mind writing a book of strange stories about what he saw and heard.
If a book is really set up and written, it is certainly not difficult to give a copy to the old man.
When the old man saw Jiang Xuan nodding his head again, he immediately circled under the tree.
After a long time, he suddenly said, "Scholar, do you know? We have dragons in Sixi County."
Jiang Xuan nodded, "Since I have come to Sixi County, I naturally know this allusion."
"There is a dragon in the four joys, sleeping in the great marsh, and there is a god in the marsh, riding on the dragon."
"The name of Longmian Town comes from this."
After receiving Jiang Xuan's answer, the old man immediately frowned and began to scratch his ears and cheeks.
After waiting for a long time, seeing that the old man really couldn't say anything, Jiang Xuan showed a hint of helplessness and was about to say goodbye when the old man suddenly spoke again:
"Scholar, since you know the story of Sixi County and Longmian Town, do you want to know the story of our Hongyang Village?"
Hearing this, Jiang Xuan's heart moved and he secretly said, "Here he comes."
Then he shook his head calmly:
"Old man, please speak."
"I've only heard of the rumor that there are dragons in Sixi before. I've never heard of the story about Hongyang Village."
Looking at Jiang Xuan's expression, the old man suddenly shook his head and smiled, then sighed:
"Scholar, do you know that our Hongyang Village was not called Hongyang Village before, but Pingyang Village?"
"The name was changed to Hongyang Village because a Taoist priest came to the village a hundred years ago, and the Taoist priest said that the name Pingyang was not good because it would suppress Yang Qi."
"After hearing what the Taoist said, Li Zheng also thought about how many people in Pingyang Village have had short lifespans over the past few hundred years, and there have not been many high-ranking officials, so he asked the Taoist for the name of Hongyang Village."
"Don't tell me, our village has indeed produced three talented people since then. What that Taoist said is really true."
After Jiang Xuan heard this, he patted his left hand with a paper fan and spread his hand with a helpless gesture:
"If that's all it is, then it shouldn't be enough to write down in the book."
The old man was not impatient after hearing this, but he showed the anxious expression of a young man:
"Old man, I haven't finished speaking yet. Why are you so anxious, scholar?"
After saying that, he took out a pipe from the tree hole, took out the fire stick from his arms, lit the tobacco and took a deep breath:
"What the old man said is just something that everyone in the village knows by word of mouth, but there are still many things that others don't know."
As he spoke, dark clouds suddenly gathered in the cloudless sky and blocked the sun. The boundless wind suddenly blew, making the locust tree behind Jiang Xuan roar.
Looking at the resentful village not far away, Jiang Xuan had a flash of thought in his heart and then he patted the little tiger without leaving any trace.
The next moment, the sky cleared up and the wind stopped. Old man Chen, who seemed to be unaware, continued to smoke his dry cigarette and whispered:
"Everyone knows that Li Zheng spent a lot of money to ask the Taoist to change the name of the village, but no one else knows what a big price Li Zheng spent, and what is the real reason why he was willing to spend a lot of money."
"Young master, something is wrong with the Earth Temple in Hongyang Village. The resentment is almost solidifying, but I can't find the source of the resentment."
"The change in the sky just now was also due to the leaked resentment."
The voices of Old Man Chen and Little Tiger reached Jiang Xuan's ears at the same time.
Jiang Xuan continued to listen to the old man's story while sending a message to Little Tiger to tell him to stand still.
"Do you know, scholar? Li Zheng, who spent a lot of money to find a Taoist priest to change the name of his village, actually has an older brother."
"But his brother died early, otherwise it would be his turn to take the position here?"
"By the way, his brother was born in the year of yang, yang, month, yang, sun and yang, and died in the year of yang, yang, month, yang, sun and yang."
"He is willing to spend a lot of money to change the name of the village, and it has something to do with his brother."
"Li Zheng's brother accidentally fell into the water and died when he went fishing in Yunmengze."
"About three years after he died, Li Zheng's brother gave him a dream at night, saying that he was too yang-qi down there and couldn't be reborn, so he asked him to marry a yin girl."
"I had this dream for a month. I happened to meet that man when I was worried."
"After the Taoist learned about Li Zheng's dream, he did the math for him, and then said that at the yin time on the yin day of the yin year, it would be enough to marry a yin girl born in the yin time of the yin year, yin month, and yin day."
"As long as he gets married, his dream will not only be solved, but the feng shui of the village will also be improved and the village will become rich."
"He also said that there is a Yin woman in the village."
"And he's right."
"There is indeed a Si Zhu Yin girl born in the year of Ji Hai in the village."
"After the Taoist said this, Li Zheng, who had been dreaming for a month, believed it, and the villagers who had been poor all their lives also believed it. Only the girl and her family did not believe it."
"But if his family doesn't believe it, what can they do?"
"I think you, scholar, can guess what happens next."
"The family is ruined and people are dead. I pity the little girl who only lasted for three or eight years. Although no one dared to marry her because of her status as a yin girl, the child she gave birth to was beautiful and beautiful. How could she end up dead at a young age?"
"Boom~"
There was loud thunder for no reason in the cloudless sky, so Jiang Xuan did not hear the last two words of the old man clearly.
But the old man could actually guess those two words without having to say them.
It is nothing more than the two words Yin and Wife.