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Chapter 4 The Taoist

The villagers surrounded my father's grave, surrounded by the sound of burning torches and the sound of the villagers breathing heavily after running so violently.

But the bloody figure just now disappeared. However, the bloody footprints on the ground clearly pointed here. Then next to the grave, all traces disappeared.

When I think about that time now, I still regret why before that time, I was not the current character, the lawless Zhao Jianguo. Maybe it was because of the general environment at that time, or maybe it was because my father had been educating me while he was still alive.

Be courteous to others.

So at that time, I did not have any deterrent effect on the villagers. And if I were what I am now, the villagers would definitely not dare to try to dig my father's grave.

The villagers are simple, and perhaps the approach they chose at that time was not wrong. Everything showed that something went wrong after my father was buried. They may not be afraid of a dead body, but they will never allow it.

There is such a rice dumpling in the Zhao family's ancestral grave.

Just because you're not afraid doesn't mean you're not taboo.

So at that time, the villagers agreed that they should dig up my father's grave and burn the body. Fire is the solstice and can burn away all filth. Fire is also the way the villagers deal with similar things.

Facing the angry villagers, I was a little at a loss. I understood their thoughts, and I even wanted to dig up the grave myself to see what happened.

However, this is my father, who was buried just two days ago.

In the end, the old patriarch came forward. His prestige in the village was unmatched. The Red Guards and Red Soldiers tried many times to drag him out and criticize him as a remnant of feudalism, but they failed in the face of the villagers' anger.

The old patriarch, leaning on a cane, faced a large group of villagers and shouted: "Whoever dares to dig up Jianguo's father's grave must step over my old bones first!"

However, despite this, the old patriarch still assured the villagers that he would handle this matter 100% and give everyone a satisfactory explanation. This is reasonable. I have no grudge against them, and my father even more

No, they wanted to dig the grave just because they were worried that the bloody man would come out and cause trouble.

When I returned to the village with the villagers, I brought a basket of eggs to visit my fourth aunt who was frightened and incontinent. The villagers were simple. Instead of blaming me, this kind woman even comforted me.

I said, Zhaojia Village relies on the dead for food, so it is not afraid of monsters and monsters. He also told me not to feel any pressure. My father was a good man all his life. Even if he died, he would never harm the villagers.

When I got home, I found that the old patriarch was drinking tea with three of my father's friends. When he saw me coming back, the old patriarch pulled a stool for me to sit down, took a sip of tea and said: Jianguo, this matter

What do you think?

I got a headache when I mentioned this matter, because I had no clue and couldn't find the reason at all, so I said: Old patriarch, I really don't know. I am still confused when things are like this.

The old patriarch held his face and said in a deep voice: In my opinion, there is definitely a big problem with your father's cemetery. To tell you the truth, after the burial yesterday, I walked around the entire Zhao family village. Our old Zhao

Everyone’s knowledge in this area comes from the mysterious Feng Shui book left by their ancestors. However, everyone has read this book, and no one knows more than others. To be honest, what is the mystery of this land?

I can't see through it, I just think it's quite decent, but you want to say it's ordinary? How do you explain those loaches? So I guess your father may have done something to this piece of land.

Or maybe, your dad must know more than us? This land is really a dragon land, but we can't see through it?

At this time, Zhang San also interjected and asked: Jianguo, Brother Zhao has been doing the opposite thing before and after he joined the army. That is to say, he only stopped after liberation. When he was still alive, he did not follow you.

What has been explained?

I shook my head and said: No, this is also the strange thing about me. My father ordered this cemetery before he was alive. Maybe he never told me anything else. If you say you happened to come across a dragon's lair, then that's it.

Nonsense, the chance is too small, right?

Zhang San refused to give up and asked: Brother Zhao, did you notice anything unusual about him before he was alive? Or any particularly weird behavior?

I thought about it carefully, and it really didn't happen, because the old man himself is a light-hearted person, especially after he retired from the battlefield and experienced the baptism of life and death, he took many things very lightly, even if it was...

Before his death, he was criticized and paraded through the streets with a high hat, but he didn't say much.

I said

: You all know my father's temper. If he doesn't want others to know his thoughts, outsiders can't tell. If you really want to find his weird behavior, there seems to be only one.

That is, after my youngest son was born, he named him Sanliang. It was very weird. I didn't want to at the time, but he insisted on it uncharacteristically.

You think, could it be because of this?

When I said this, they immediately became interested. If my wife hadn't already taken her son to bed, they would have pulled my little son up to watch. After our discussion, we decided to let him go early tomorrow morning.

The old patriarch looked at Xiao Sanliang carefully. Finally, when the old patriarch was leaving, he said: Jianguo, I have asked my sixth son to invite an old friend of mine for many years. This matter about your father must be dealt with quickly.

, If I go out to make a fuss tomorrow night, my old face may not be useful in front of the villagers.

I nodded and said: I understand, thank you.

The old patriarch waved his hand and sighed: How do you say thank you? I really hope that your father is really buried in the dragon's lair, so it would be normal for my dear Feng Shui land to have some accidents.

I was speechless that night. I lay in bed, looking at my sleeping wife and children, and I was filled with emotions. If my guess is correct, my father should have really buried his grave in a dragon's lair through some method.

Above. However, I don’t know whether this is a blessing or a curse.

It was almost dawn at this time, and I felt like I had only slept for a while when I was woken up by my wife. This woman who had always been as graceful as a little Jiangnan said softly: Jianguo, we have a guest.

I walked out of the bedroom and saw him.

I don’t know how to describe this person. I don’t know how I feel about him. Should I be grateful or disgusted? I only know that he changed my life, changed my personality, and made me grow up in the next few decades.

Over the years, I have been living like a wild beast.

I have been unable to see my relatives, but my life has become richer and more fulfilling because of this.

This man was a skinny Taoist priest without any celestial spirit. He was dressed in old Taoist robes and had a mahogany sword on his waist. Beside him stood a dog.

black dog.

A black dog that has lost all its hair and looks quite old.

Because I have been obsessed with the matter of Mr. Guo in Feng Shui Xuan Shu recently, my nerves are particularly sensitive. The moment I saw the black dog, I even felt temporarily absent-minded and frightened, for fear that all of this would really happen. Connected together.

Black dog, transformed into a dragon - destroying the family.

Until the Taoist priest stood up and squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying on his dead fish-like face. He did not clasp his fist at me like the ancient Taoist priests did, but stretched out a hand to shake my hand.

He said: Hello, my surname is Wang, just call me Taoist Wang.

The black dog he brought on the ground glanced at me. I don't know why, but I could see the vicissitudes of life in the dog's eyes, as if he could see through the vicissitudes of the world. And my gray dog ​​was at this moment. Hiding in the corner, he looked at this old fellow in fear.

I shook hands with the Taoist priest, put on a smile and said, "Welcome, I wonder what the Taoist priest is here for?"

The Taoist priest said: I know your old patriarch, he invited me here to see some interesting things. He slept late last night, but I am really curious, so I am really sorry for visiting you so early.

I was about to say something, but the Taoist stretched out his hand to stop me and said: I know everything. Now, can you first let me see your youngest son? That is Zhao Sanliang.

This Taoist priest came so suddenly and spoke so directly that I almost couldn't turn around. But then I thought about it and let him see it. Could he harm my child in front of me?

Xiao Sanliang was young, but he was very angry when he woke up. As soon as I woke him up, he punched and kicked me. I finally promised him to treat him to some candied haws, and then I coaxed this little ancestor and carried him out of the bedroom. .

Children are innocent. What I like most about children is their innocent eyes. This is also the first time that my son has seen a Taoist priest in his life. Maybe he was curious about how the Taoist priest was dressed and broke away from my arms. I would rush over and pull this Taoist priest's beard.

However, the Taoist priest who claimed to be surnamed Wang suddenly felt like he was facing a formidable enemy and drew out the mahogany sword from his back. The black dog, who had been lazily sleeping just now, instantly arched his body, with not much black hair on his body. They all stood up, bared their teeth, and roared fiercely. Their eyes were bloodshot and red, staring at the mistress running towards them.

The Taoist priest was holding a mahogany sword and his eyes were cold. Xiao Sanliang, who was running towards him, was startled and looked back at me. Perhaps he didn't understand why the man and the dog opposite him treated him like this. started to cry.

I was so angry that I didn't even think about it. I wasn't allowed to think too much at this time, because such an uninvited guest was obviously going to be detrimental to my son. I rushed forward with a lunge and kicked off. The Taoist priest himself is thin, why? He can eat up my kick and fly up after being kicked by me.

His black dog, however, did not attack me to avenge its owner. Instead, it pounced on the little three and two who were crying in fear on the ground. His movements were as fast as lightning. It was too late for me to save him. At the critical moment, she was still my wife. Er suddenly threw Xiao Sanliang down and protected the petite child with his own body.

The black dog bit her arm in one bite, causing blood to flow profusely.

I picked up the stool, rushed up, and smashed it on the black dog's head. But the black dog reacted faster and jumped away, causing me to smash the stool into pieces on the ground. At this time, I

Is the greyhound at home a coward? Otherwise, I wouldn’t mind eating a meal of dog meat.

After seeing its owner being attacked, even though it was quite afraid of the black dog, it still bared its teeth and rushed forward. However, the black dog bit its neck and was thrown away screaming.

Hearing the commotion, several of my father's old friends rushed into the house and asked me eagerly: Jianguo, what's going on? Why are they still fighting?

I pointed at the Taoist king who was covering his chest and coughing and said: Now, I don’t care who you are, get out of Zhaojia Village immediately. (To be continued)


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