Zhangjiazhuang is a neighboring village of Zhaojiatunzi. If you have been in the countryside, you should know the concept of this neighboring village. The village is separated from the village by the field.

The dark line I arranged, that is, Zhao Dakui 's father, I came to the field belonging to Zhangjiazhuang under his leadership, because it was late autumn, and the crops at that time were relatively monotonous, and the land was planted for food and clothing, so it was common. Planted corn, the corn has grown very tall at this time, so from the surface, nothing strange can be seen.

Standing on the field, because of my professional habit, I went to see Feng Shui here subconsciously. The result is obvious. There is no strange Feng Shui pattern here. Give us three feet to dig.

But when I was watching, I found that the corn in the field kept shaking, as if there was something in it. I instantly thought it was a wild boar. Such things are not uncommon here. Of course, more are Hare, do n't think these things are cute. At that time, the destruction of the crops was the hatred of farmers. Hare is small in size and strength, and it is impossible to bring out such a big movement.

I tightened my belt, okay, it 's all a matter of time. At that time, I had a machete with me, and Zhao Dakui 's dad also brought a fork in order to prevent encountering wild boars in the ground. Where is it now? , Buy a kitchen knife, you must have a real name.

Because I am young and strong, and relying on my good health, I rubbed my hands and said: Go, the wild boar inside is probably not large, otherwise the crop will be flattened by us. If we kill it, we can improve it. Improve meals.

We were two at a time. At this time, the corn was already as tall as a person, and the corn leaves were cut on the face, which was quite uncomfortable. This is not much. As soon as we entered the ground, it disappeared and all of a sudden calmed down.

His grandma, this wild boar is so alert, it is impossible, no matter how wild a wild boar is, there is a pig in its bones, who has seen such a smart pig.

Moreover, this time is not the time of corn harvest, and it is even more impossible for someone to steal corn in the field.

I thought, was the owner of this land weeding in the land, thinking of this, I yelled: I am Zhao Jianguo of Zhaojiatunzi, who is in the land.

No one answered.

This moment made me alert. There must be monsters in the event of an abnormality. I leaned down to minimize the traces of movement. I whispered to Zhao Dakui's father: Go and see what's the thing!

At this time, I even wondered if the Taoist priest had left and came to this field again.

It was quiet all around, only the slight sound of the two of us moving, and I kept my ears listening to the movement in the field, and there was still no sound.

When we slowly groped to the middle of the ground, and said that it was time and time, suddenly, like a few wild boars like us, I screamed: Run, ambush in the middle.

But it was too late. It wasn't the wild boars but a group of people who had come out. They had already slowly formed a circle of encirclement for the two of us, and they were waiting for a catch in this moment.

But even then, I gritted my teeth and called with a knife: I had a fight with Dog Day.

In a word, I do n't have the courage to fight. A black muzzle is resting on my forehead. I 'm not afraid to meet a machete, but when I encounter a gun, I do n't have to. On the forehead, how do I fight.

At this time, I wasn't really afraid that they would shoot, because every village at that time had basic militiamen, and the sound of gunfire would surely attract people, and they could not run away, but I wanted to test whether they were there. I dare not shoot.

I dropped the machete, raised my hand, and laughed: some dude, which village.

After asking, I turned my eyes and looked at a few of them. I found out that they belong to that type of savvy scribes. The person holding the gun against my brain is almost fifty years old, but it looks good. Unlike the cropper, he even brought a pair of glasses and wore a mid-mountain suit with a pen in his pocket. This was the typical look of a scholar at the time.

In addition to a group of scholars, there was a woman in the crowd, an old woman. Although her face was still beautiful, she couldn't hide the marks left on them by how to maintain it.

Where did these people come from, even with a gun? This is not the Red Guard. The Red Guard is not so young.

The man with glasses listened to me asking this, and frowned and asked the people around him, saying: Just now he said that he was Zhao Jianguo. Have you heard of this person?

The remaining few people shook their heads. I hurriedly said, "Some of you are from outside. I'm from the Zhaojiatunzi next door. If you don't believe me, ask me. Everyone in the village knows me."

I looked at the pretty woman with glasses, and the pretty woman said to her with glasses: Let the two ordinary people go, I said that you are too smart.

He frowned with glasses and asked me: Zhao Jiatunzi, I heard that before the liberation of Zhao, all the people were working in the graves of the ancestors of the people. You were also a craftsman before.

I do n't know the identity of their crowd, where can I take it, I said: The grandchildren of the three generations are poor, the family composition is absolutely good, I do n't know where the bosses come from.

The guy with glasses pulled me over and smelled me. His face changed and he cursed: You are not honest, it is not a craftsman, where does the body smell come from.

When he called like this, several other people, including any woman, had a tight complexion and pulled out a gun. I secretly said it was bad. It seems that these experts are experts, and they even know the smell of people who often land. The smell will even accompany a person's life.

I looked at their expressions, as if they were going to play hard hands, and they kept doing it, I suddenly pointed at them behind them, and shouted, "Huzi, you run away."

When I called with glasses, I would turn back subconsciously. I stepped out quickly and grabbed the gun in his hand before he responded. One arm caught his neck and put the gun on top. On his forehead, he shouted to a group of people: put the gun down, otherwise I would kill him.

The pretty woman calmly said: You don't have to do this, we are not malicious.

I spit on her face with a spit of mouth and cursed: "Fart, there is no malice. I just drove the two of us a little bit earlier. Little fucking nonsense, put down the gun!"

Those who wear glasses seem to be very important in their group. A few people looked at each other and lost their guns. I blinked at Zhao Dakui's father. He picked up the gun from the ground and stopped wearing a few belts. Put a hand in your hand, this dog day even pulled the woman by one hand, holding hostage.

The woman still looked indifferent, and said: Really, we don't know each other and haven't hurt your mind.

I wasn't interested in competing with a woman, so I put a gun on my head wearing glasses and said, "I ask you, if you are not honest, you will collapse. You said, what are you doing here?"

The man with glasses sneered: It 's good for both of you to let go of us. There is a fight here, but it 's not something you can touch. This brother, let 's unveil what happened today. It 's inevitable that anyone will use it in the future. Who's on it.

Before I had time to talk, Zhao Dakui's dad was exposed without interest, and he opened his mouth in surprise: damn you, you mean, there is a bucket under the ground.

When he said this, those few people were instantly filled with the wrong words, and the one with glasses was even more surprised: you don't know that there is a tomb in the ground.

After that, he smiled, and smiled sincerely, and seemed to give a sigh of relief, even reaching out his hand and gently dialing the gun in my hand, the movement was natural, as if I knew I would not shoot, I'm more like hitting the ** soup, letting him release my hand.

He smiled and stretched out his hand to me, and said: Know it, it seems that it was really a misunderstanding just now. I think you are craftsmen, and I thought this was the point where you stepped on.

I saw that his face was sincere, so he nodded to Zhao Dakui's dad, shook hands with the man with glasses, and said, "You mean, there is an ancient tomb here underground."

He nodded and said: Well, we came for this tomb. I was really offended just now.

My thoughts were not on him, but instantly returned to the Taoist priest. Did the priest ever come to this land by himself? Is it because of this tomb, the Taoist priest can't be a dipper, and it can ruin the old After that, the Taoist priest in a robe is definitely not an ordinary person, let alone I have seen his magical Taoism in person, and because the Taoist person is like a mystery, I naturally take all things related to him. The mystery of thinking, I have not been to the ground for a long time this year, and I am not a person who feels uncomfortable after seeing a fight.

I have no interest in a simple tomb, but this tomb has something to do with the Taoist priest, so I have to be concerned.

At this time the glasses man asked me: Since you don't know in advance that there is a bucket here, why did you touch it so smartly?

My brain was thinking quickly, but my mouth asked: Who are you, but also craftsmen from other places.

But in my head, I was thinking that this time when these people came was too weird. Zhao Dakui and my dad came because of the Taoist priests.

What about these people? Does he also have a certain connection with the Taoist priests, and may even be the one who secretly follows them?

The person wearing the glasses did not answer me. It seems that there is something inexplicable to say to the person I met for the first time, and he probably lost his interest in talking to me, but he also said politely: This Douer must have a big man in it And there can be no baby, so I am sincerely advising you, go back.

The more he didn't want to say, the more obscured, the more I felt problematic, took a deep breath, stared at his eyes, and said word by word: A few of you, you know the Taoist priest.

The reaction of the man in the glasses exceeded my expectations. His face turned white for a moment. He grabbed my arm and eagerly said: Is this brother, the Taoist monk you said, wearing an old Taoist robe, carrying a peach sword? He also followed the old priest of an old black dog.

I nodded and said: Yes, even he, you know.

The glasses man did not answer me directly, but asked in confusion: Then you are here, and he asked you to come.

Zhao Dakui's father dropped me the chain again, and he said beside him: No, it was He who followed him to see that he came to this place yesterday and stood there for a long time. We did n't know there was a fight here. Just come and see what's weird here.

Hearing this sentence, the eyes of the man looked at each other a few times, and they all smiled. One of the short men laughed: Follow him, you are sure you can follow him, not that he intentionally brought you here.

Zhao Dakui's father still had to argue, I cursed: You shut up.

Because I already understood the meaning of glasses man, in fact, I was also surprised. By virtue of Taoist priests, it was possible to let Zhao Dakui and his dad follow. This was a problem in itself. After hearing what the eye man said, I realized that Certainly, it is no wonder that Zhao Dakui's father, a person with a lack of followers, can successfully follow him. It turned out that the Taoist consciously guided us to come.

But why? Why guide us here.

When you can't figure out a person's purpose, you must push backwards and think about what kind of results he did, and the result is that we met this group of people today in this field.

This is the purpose of the Taoist.

At this time, the eye man said: Since the Taoist brought you here, it should be for us to meet. In this case, this brother is definitely not an ordinary person. Let 's take it for granted, this is not the place to speak. If If it's convenient, go to the brother's house and elaborate.

In this way, I returned to the village with a group of strangers shaking hands and making peace with each other. Even when someone asked me, I also helped cover them and said that this is my father's comrade. Now I know that my father is dead. Come and worship.

Back home, a few people were also very polite. After seeing them, my daughter-in-law still said nothing, just poured tea quietly, the eldest son couldn't enter the house every day, and there was only one young son at home. Both looked like a troublemaker looking at a group of people he didn't know.

The showy woman seemed to like children very much, ran over and hugged Xiao San and kissed him, saying: What a lovely child.

The glasses man laughed: Sister, I miss your granddaughter again.

The pretty woman nodded and said: I haven't seen the little girl for a long time. By the way, how old are your children.

I said: three and a half years old.

The woman said aloud, and said: My granddaughter is only two and a half years old.

This is an episode, and I have n't even remembered this negligible shot, but I did n't expect it to happen such an amazing coincidence, and I do n't even know if it 's a coincidence or if someone is pushing the whole thing artificially. The development of things.

The granddaughter of that beautiful woman is named Nana.

One day in the future, these two children will meet and fall in love, which I never imagined at the time.

In the living room, my daughter-in-law took Xiao Sankui out to play, and Zhao Dakui's father was also sent away by me. At this time, the eye man asked me to give me a cigarette, and I lighted one, and slowly said: Speaking of Taoist priests, I know what he is doing, and everyone who is related to him has no ordinary person. How do you know him?

I thought about it. My dad's affairs, except that the Taoist led Tianlei to smash the grave last night, all the other villagers knew about it. It was no secret. I told them after my father died that he There was something wrong with the body, because the old patriarch of our village knew him, so he asked him to come over.

After listening to what I said, the man with glasses extinguished the cigarette butt and said: This is not normal. You do n't understand the Taoist, what he does and who has his purpose. He is definitely not a good man. This brother, You still have something to say, don't be sold by the Taoist and give him some money.

I understand what he said. They must be like me, subjectively complicate anything related to the Taoist, just because the Taoist person is very complicated, just like Lu Xun's article, many words can be interpreted. There are so many meanings that even his ordinary description is conceived by many people, which is a kind of inertia.

However, you tell me what to say, I said I had led a priest to kill my father.

The pretty woman spoke at this time, maybe she saw that it was difficult for me to say something, and said, "Can you take us to see the graveyard of the old man?"

I shook my head: Forget it, I have no face to go there, but I have to say one thing first, no matter what I said, believe it or not, after I finish, you tell me who you are and why you came Here, what is the relationship with that Taoist priest?

The glasses man nodded and said yes, the brother is a cheerful person. Since you are cheerful, I do n't say much. After telling you this, I still hope that you keep it secret.

The next step is the equivalent exchange of information.

Of course, I hid them a little bit, that is, the priest said that I have seen a person like my younger son. On the one hand, it is the protection of the younger son. On the other hand, with this group of people, I ca n't completely At the end, that would be too hasty.

After I said that, it might be the blast that my father's body turned into a blast, they were collectively silent, and all of them looked at me strangely.

I laughed at myself: Did you feel I was stupid.

The spectacled man patted my shoulder and sighed: Brother, you have been cheated, there is no dragon vein at all here, you think about it, dragon vein, what is dragon vein, and it 's hard to say if this thing is true or false. Children, it is very imposing. Fengshui potential is a general trend, so the dragon veins in the past have shown a lot of Qinling veins. It is even said that the Chinese ancestor dragon veins are in Kunlun. You can see, Zhaojia Tunzi, how can there be such a good Feng Shui.

Now, I'm really curious about your father's graveyard. Let's go and see.

ps: The grandson's passage that appeared in the chapter yesterday, hey, Sanliang is really unintentional, in fact, it's just for a very subtle point.

By the time Zhao Jianguo was telling this story, he had a grandson, and it was over, and his son was still alive, with no intention of loss, without any irony.

Today's 5,000-word chapter is to thank the book fans: Mo Yushi's reward in the claw machine / no pop-up window .

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