Early the next morning, Wuling Hongguang drove out of Changchun city and then lay on the road in the suburbs.
"Bang, bang" the furious Boss Gao raised his legs and kicked the engine cover twice. The front bumper suddenly dropped to the ground, and a thick smoke came out from it.
Xiang Que smoked a cigarette, squinted his eyes and said, "Can you still open it?"
Boss Gao said with great distress: "I dare to drive it, but you dare to sit in it? There is a natural possibility of this car at any time. Brother, I really admire you. You can take a bus or a train for such a long journey. You have to
If you mess with me, this car will be scrapped for me.”
"Throw it away. By this time next year, if you manage it well, you will be able to ride on a Mercedes-Benz or a BMW," Xiang Que comforted him and said.
Boss Gao suddenly said excitedly: "Is it accurate? Is it accurate?"
"Bangbang is right, go back and serve your wife well. It won't matter if she is happy."
"Okay, I've thought about it in the past two days and figured it out. It's just humans and animals. I can get through it even if I grit my teeth." Gao Laoda said loudly.
"Hey, what kind of logic are you talking about?" Xiang Que was speechless.
"What are we going to do, waiting for a ride here? It's freezing cold and out of the way, and our appearance is quite unsatisfactory. Who wants to give us a ride? How can we get along with this without a village or a store?"
Boss Gao asked with a sad face.
"There's not much road left, it's coming soon, it's coming soon, let's walk"
Boss Gao shuddered. He said this to Xiang Que now, "It's too fast. It's too fast." He said so yesterday. Then his Wuling Hongguang was scrapped today after driving more than 500 kilometers.
It's faster to walk on two legs now. Boss Gao guessed that the two of them would have to wait till midnight.
Xiang Que really didn't deceive Boss Gao this time, and he was really close to his destination at this time.
At this time, there was a deep house compound only less than seven or eight miles away from Xiangque.
The style of this courtyard is somewhat similar to the courtyard houses in Beijing. It looks very chronological. Outside the courtyard is a circle of light yellow walls about two meters high. In the middle are two vermilion-painted doors with two doors on the left and right.
There are two brass pull rings, and each vermilion door is carved with a long dragon, which is lifelike. The dragon head is huge and the face is very majestic. In front of the door stand two huge stone lions for the town house.
There are four wing rooms in the southeast, northwest and northwest of the courtyard, which are two stories high. The architectural style of the wing rooms is also very primitive, which is very rare in modern society. There are two paths on both sides of the wing room, which lead to the backyard, which is a back garden.
The rockery and flowing water are very unique.
If this is a private residence, I'm afraid this place must have a lot of history, because in modern society, such buildings are basically places with historical value and should be protected. Although the land here is not very valuable,
But the buildings in this courtyard are extremely valuable.
The main room of the courtyard.
At this time, a strange singing voice came out that was ups and downs, had a weird tune, and was very convoluted.
There was a man and a woman in their fifties, each wearing fancy clothes. The man had hunched shoulders and lowered his head, his shoulders swaying constantly, and he was holding a musical instrument similar to a gong and drum in his right hand.
The woman leaned forward with her eyes closed, her hands hanging by her sides, and she was moaning.
"Bang!" The man clapped the gong and drum in his hand.
"Hey, hey, hey..."
"Boom, boom, boom" the man banged the tambourine three times in a row, and the man suddenly began to tremble, as if he had been electrocuted. The woman started to circle around him, trembling in the same way.
"Shua" they both stopped at the same time, and the man beat the tambourine again and again.
"Boom, boom, boom..." Matching the tune of the tambourine, the man stretched his neck and sang at the top of his lungs.
"When the sun sets in the west mountains, the sky becomes dark when the sun sets in the west mountains. Every house is locked, the main road is blocked for vehicles, and the small road is blocked for pedestrians. The magpies rush to the big trees, the domestic birds and cattails rush to the eaves, and ten houses go up to nine
The house is locked, but only one door is left open. Whips and drums are raised to invite the gods to come. Hey, hey, hey, hey..."
"Boom, boom, boom..."
"Wenwang drum is not called Wenwang drum, and whip is not called whip. Let's talk about drum first and then whip. It is unusual to talk about drum first."
"Speaking of this little drum whip, it's three feet tall, with colorful streamers hanging down it. There's a curve on the waist. When you raise it, it's pointed. When you put your hands together, it makes a loud sound. It hits you once, three times, three times, nine times.
Three behind, four left, five right, sixty-eight strokes, Liangshan's one hundred single and eight generals, a total of one hundred single and eight whips, so hey, hey, hey..."
"My left arm is unimpeded, my right arm is uncarried, I am wearing pure clothes and my hands are not carrying a whip. I am standing in front of an army of ten thousand horses in a gentle manner." The man and the woman trembled at the same time, and the two of them remained motionless. After a moment of silence
The bodies of the two of them began to twitch as if they were having epilepsy.
"Huh!" The man raised his head at this time, rolled his eyes, his pupils were all white, and he grunted for a long time before walking to the opposite side.
Opposite him, sitting on an imperial chair, was a woman wearing Qing Dynasty palace dress, with a veil on her face. The man walked up to him and rolled his eyes and asked: "This little lady, what do you want to ask me?
"
The woman in palace clothes said calmly: "Asking, man, twenty-three years old, I have a portrait of him here, come and take a look."
The woman in palace clothes casually took out a portrait from her side and spread it out in front of her. The portraits of the characters in the painting are lifelike and very lifelike, which shows that the painter's skills are very exquisite. The painting shows a man who is quite young and of medium height, with an ordinary appearance and simple clothes.
But the human expression on his face is quite proud and calm, and he seems to have jumped out of the world of mortals.
The man rolling his eyes looked at the portrait in the hand of the woman in palace clothes for a long time without responding. After a while, his head began to shake like a rattle, and the amplitude was very large and the frequency was very fast.
"Pfft..." The man suddenly spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth and fell to the ground.
After a while, the man on the ground got up with difficulty, knelt down on the ground and said in fear: "Second Miss, this person, this person is not easy to calculate."
The woman in palace clothes frowned slightly. The man kneeling on the ground looked up and seemed to be even more frightened. He quickly said: "It's just a small skill. I'm not surprised. Please forgive me, Miss."
The second young lady said softly: "I don't mean to blame you, I just want to know whether this person is dead or not."
"This, this..."
The second young lady frowned again and said: "You are considered an outstanding shaman in this generation of shamanism. I didn't let you calculate too clearly. I just want to know whether he is dead or not?"
"If I were a great wizard, I should be able to calculate it, but my skills are a little worse." The man wiped the cold sweat from his head and said, "This man is very weird. I wanted to divination, but I found out that there was a secret.
It's impossible to see through the obstruction. If I force the calculation any further, I'm afraid my life will be decided here. Second Miss, my skills are really far behind."
The second lady sighed and said: "Forget it, I can't blame you for this. Lai Buyi's descendants all lost a few years of their life when they calculated him, let alone you."
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