Zhang Shanhai put the cows into the team's cowshed, and then walked home. When he passed the tomb of the Yin Master, he saw the madman in the village singing and laughing there.
Zhang Shanfeng’s original name was Zhang Shanfeng. Later, he went crazy for some unknown reason, and the villagers began to call him Zhang Shanfeng. In fact, at this time, people in Zhangjiashan did not know the existence of Wudang Zhang Sanfeng.
Zhang Shanfeng is not completely crazy. When he is normal, he still works with the people in the team. But many times, he is crazy.
Zhang Shanhai is a little afraid of Zhang Shanfeng because he heard that it is not illegal for madmen to kill people. He is worried that if the tall and powerful Zhang Shanfeng goes crazy one day and kills himself, it will be like killing a chicken. Although
Zhang Shanhai had never heard of Zhang Shanfeng attacking anyone, or even when he went crazy. Zhang Shanhai saw Zhang Shanfeng's whole body trembling non-stop, as if he was very scared.
"Second brother. Second brother." Zhang Shanhai didn't know what was going on, but when he passed by Zhang Shanfeng, he called out inexplicably.
"Hehe." Zhang Shanfeng was rarely sober today, "Mountains and seas, hehe, there is a ghost here. Let me tell you, I saw a ghost just now, and it was this Yin Master."
Zhang Shan's crazy hair was disheveled, with a lot of mud stuck to it, and his clothes were black and greasy, and were already in tatters.
"Second brother, where did the ghost come from during the day? Go back quickly. Madam and the others are worried about you." Zhang Shanhai couldn't help but add one more thing. Originally, he was planning to run home after saying this.
"There are ghosts, there really are ghosts. This Yin Master said he wanted to teach me the magic of immortality." Zhang Shan said madly.
Zhang Shanhai was stunned, "If he knew the magic of immortality, how could he still be lying here?"
Zhang Shanhai was only halfway through his words when he felt a cold wind blowing over him, making him feel chilly.
Zhang Shanfeng didn't seem to notice it. He stared blankly at Master Yin's grave and carefully muttered, "I want to learn immortality. I want to learn immortality."
Zhang Shanhai is not very clear about why Zhang Shan went crazy. People in the production team said he was possessed by ghosts. A man who used to be very smart actually turned into a lunatic. He will wake up sometimes.
But the time it can last is not very long.
The barefoot doctor at the Biyun Commune Health Center couldn't do anything about his illness. The family also had to earn work points, so they had no choice but to leave him to fend for himself.
Zhang Shanhai was struck by the cold wind just now and felt a little uneasy. Naturally, he did not dare to stay any longer and hurriedly walked home carrying half a basket of wild persimmons.
"What are you doing in a hurry?" He Ni asked when she saw her son walking home in a hurry, looking a little nervous.
"It's nothing. When I came back, I met Zhang Shan crazy at Master Yin's grave. He said there that Master Yin taught him magic. Mom, can he really have magic?" Zhang Shanhai raised his head and asked.
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"Don't listen to Zhang Shan's crazy words. Where did the magic come from?" He Ni said, touching her son's head affectionately with her hand.
"No?" Zhang Shanhai didn't know what was going on, but he felt a little regretful.
"Mom, please help me put the persimmons in the millet and cover them up. They are not ripe and are too astringent. There are still a few soft ones inside. Mom, please eat them." Zhang Shanhai handed the bamboo basket he was carrying to his mother.
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"Silly boy, what's the point of this?" Although He Ni said this, she still took the bamboo basket, turned over a few soft persimmons inside, pinched it open and ate one.
After breakfast, Zhang Shanhai had nothing to do. The adults all went to work, and the older children also went to school. Zhang Shanhai’s family lived in a slightly remote area. If he didn’t go out, the children in the production team would
Usually I won't come here.
"Bao Zai, wait a minute and go to the field to pick up some grain threads (earths of grain). Zhang Bo has already picked up dozens of kilograms of millet and returned." He Ni ordered.
What He Ni said was a bit exaggerated. Zhang Shanhai knew that Zhang Bo had really picked up dozens of kilograms of millet, but not all of those grain threads were picked up. In fact, most of them were pulled directly by him in the unharvested fields.
Fortunately, no one saw it. If they did, it would at least be a crime of "poaching".
Zhang Shanhai did not "pick up" the straw, not because he had high consciousness, but because he was worried about being beaten up by the leader of the production team. Zhang Shanhai clearly remembers that one day he picked up two sweet potatoes from the production team's sweet potato field.
I came back with sweet potatoes and ended up having fried pork on bamboo boards in the evening.
As soon as He Nicai went out, Zhang Shanhai quickly climbed up the stairs. Although it was called a building, it was actually a small compartment under the roof. It was equivalent to a ceiling, but it was not really a ceiling, because its main function was just to put some things.
Of course, if you have guests at home and there is no place to stay, you can put some straw on top and put sheets on it, which can also be used as a bed.
In the small attic, Zhang Shanhai hid some books. Although He Ni occasionally secretly took one or two books from the warehouse to read, she would quickly let the man put them back after reading them. For fear of being discovered by others. Reading books in this era
There are great risks. Zhang Shanhai has never been afraid of adults.
Zhang Shanhai "took" some of the books that Zhang Yunyang brought back from the commune. Although Zhang Shanhai did not understand that stealing books was not considered stealing, he never classified his behavior as stealing.
The books Zhang Shanhai took were very selective, and most of them had illustrations. He couldn't quite understand the ones without illustrations, so naturally he couldn't see them clearly. The reason why Zhang Shanhai was able to take back those books like Kan Yu,
The main reason is because there are some patterns in them. Comic books are the first choice, but there are really not many of them. After Zhang Shanhai turned through several comic books to pieces, he began to look for books with patterns in the pile of books.
Two days ago, he found a very old book inside. The book was a little strange and looked very worn, but the damage was not very serious, at least the integrity of the book was ensured. It seemed that the material was not paper.
Zhang Shanhai didn't recognize most of the words in it. However, there were patterns on every piece of paper. If not for this, Zhang Shanhai would not like this kind of book at all.
As soon as Zhang Shanhai came up, he flipped through the comic book again and found that the pictures in it were already engraved in his mind. Zhang Shanhai threw the book aside in frustration.
I picked up the book that was a bit old, but it had the most pictures. Zhang Shanhai had read this book several times, but he couldn't understand the pictures in it.
Zhang Shanhai casually opened the first page. The patterns and handwriting inside didn't look like they were printed, but like they were handwritten. However, the writing was correct and the strokes were very clear. But Zhang Shanhai's attention was on
on that pattern.
The first picture is a strange pattern with a circular thing drawn on it, and many strange symbols are combined in the circular pattern.
"Hey, doesn't this thing look a bit like the compass in Zhang Jingxian's hand?" Zhang Shanhai looked at it and shook his head. This thing is much more complicated than the compass in Zhang Jingxian's hand. The patterns on it are also complex and much more subtle.
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