But the problem is at this juncture! Something happened to Yapo, what to do with the sacrifice at night...
I asked again why it was so injured.
Xiao Tang stood up and looked around, gritted his teeth and said: "Human! It must be a human!"
Xiao Tang said that just as the ceremony was almost over, a small stone suddenly came from nowhere and hit Ya Po on the head. Ya Po was bleeding on the spot and was seriously injured!
She showed me.
It's said to be a stone, but it's actually just a pebble the size of a fingernail.
It was getting dark, so I looked around at my surroundings with the pebbles in my hand, wondering who did this and who threw the pebbles?
If it was intentional...
It's so accurate and so powerful. Could it be that someone in this village has magical powers at the snap of a finger?
Xiao Tang actually had a very good relationship with the hunchback Ya Po. Other villagers did not dare to come forward to help because they were afraid. They said that the ghost god was dissatisfied with Ya Po's sacrifice, so he was angry with her and wanted to take her away.
Xiao Tang followed me and I carried him back.
Yapo had a son who drowned more than ten years ago. She also has a granddaughter who is studying in high school in the city, so she usually lives alone.
After putting Ya Po on the bed, I asked Xiao Tang, "Should I call 120? Does your ambulance come from the city or the county?"
Xiao Tang was about to speak when he suddenly heard Ya Po's feeble voice speaking intermittently.
"what did she say?"
Little Tangti looked ugly, biting his lower lip and said: "She said not to save her. This is the meaning of Zaizai God. She has angered Zaizai God, so let her die to make amends."
"Confused!"
I said: "What a bastard! It's obvious that someone deliberately threw the stone!"
"Brother Xiang, please don't say that...we will all be implicated," Xiao Tang turned pale with fright when he heard me scolding him.
"Then you can be free. If anything happens, come find me." After leaving a few words, I left directly.
I didn't go back, but went to Guizailing. The sacrificial table had not been removed, and I could see a pool of blood on the ground.
Yapo was injured on the left side of her forehead. She should have been kneeling at the time.
This direction...
I turned around and looked around, and finally looked at the hut. The distance between them was about a hundred meters.
"Bang bang." I knocked on the door.
"Why are you looking for me?" After waiting at the door for two minutes, Lao Hu opened the door and asked.
I smiled and said: "Nothing, Brother Hu, can I go in and sit down?"
Lao Hu held the door and shook his head: "It's inconvenient."
He said: "Something has happened to Yapo. It is estimated that tonight's sacrifice will be cancelled. The candles on the altar table in front of the temple are still burning. There are many dead branches in the woods in winter. I have to go in now to collect the tributes."
"Then let me help you. It's not safe to go in alone at night."
Lao Hu raised his head and glanced at me: "If you're not afraid, then come."
It was already dark at this time, and there was no electricity here. After locking the door of the hut, Lao Hu was smoking a cigarette and walking ahead with a flashlight, and I followed closely behind him.
As soon as I stepped into Guizailing, I saw those strange stone figures on the ground.
A table was set up in front of the small temple, which was more than one meter high. There were candles on the table and twelve wooden tablets were placed on it.
These tablets are a bit strange. The six tablets on the left table are painted with black paint, and the six standing tablets on the right are painted with white paint. Each tablet has its name written with a red brush.
"Brother Hu, whose name is written on this tablet? What was offered?"
"Hoo, ho."
Lao Hu blew out the candles one by one and said: "The Bailing cards are Liujia Yangshen, Yuande, Jielue, Tongyuan, Linqi, Churen and Gunchang."
"The black ones are the Six Yin Gods, Wen Bo, Ren Gong, Ren Gao, Wen Qing, Wen Yuan, and Ya Nu."
I frowned after hearing this. These were people recorded in ancient books, and many of them were Taoist priests.
The woods were full of dead leaves and dry branches. Maybe because as a forest ranger, he was afraid of causing a fire, so after talking, Old Hu wanted to knock down the candlestick. As a result, he accidentally knocked down a black tablet of Liuyin Shenya Nu.
The tablet fell from the altar table to the ground.
Lao Hu flashed his flashlight, bent down and reached out to pick it up.
At this time, an iron slingshot fell out of his coat pocket.
