Jiang Zhichu’s "Art"
"Z big art is very famous, little artist." Thank you. "Little artist enters the altar by himself? Is your brother not here? "
The hand and body suddenly tightened, and the butterfly bones on both sides unfolded slightly. The wound opened and closed like breathing as Jiang Ji first moved, like a river of living blood.
After a few breaths, Jiang Ji slowly said "once"
Xie Ji remembers that Jiang Zhichu said that in the reality of altar death, there will also be death.
That watch is really a relic of Jiang Ji’s elder brother.
Xie Ji whispered, "Don’t worry, I’ll find someone to fix your watch when I get out."
It’s still early for them to see Jiang Jichu after he finished the medicine, so they just lie down and sleep.
Yu Niu Kuyin, who knows when he will come back?
Better not come back at all.
When they wake up the next day, it will clear up the day after tomorrow.
Xie sent a biological clock to wake him up on time. He checked the wound at the beginning of Jiang Ji and confirmed that it had not deteriorated before he walked out of the house together.
Just took the first step and happened to pass by the door of their house, and a new person jumped with fear.
"ah! Are you people or ghosts? ！”
Xie Ji remembers that this newcomer is called Ban Sui.
He felt funny. "Of course it’s where ghosts come from in the village."
Ban Sui "But you weren’t yesterday …"
Class Sui called to lead others to come over. Wang Dan was particularly surprised when he saw Xie Ji and Jiang Yunchu. "Are you alive?" ! No, didn’t you wake up last night? How did you get out of the house? "
Xie Ji showed a friendly expression. "Niu Kuyin wanted to move freely yesterday, so we came back to sleep."
Wang Dan and others are confused about Wang Jing coming from the backyard. "There is a donkey and a pig missing in the bad circle."
Xie Ji "Maybe pigs and donkeys also want to move freely."
Wang Jing "? ？”
Wang Dan realized that something must have happened last night. He imagined that foreign affairs were busy pushing open the door to see the Lingpeng.
The shed is the same as yesterday. It is because of the rain that a lot of soil is stained.
Niu Kuyin’s thick coffin was still in its original place, and even the coffin lid was well covered.
Xie Ji looked at Jiang Zhichu, who explained that "it should be a card mechanism"
Xie sent a moment to feel that Niu Ku Yin was also very pitiful. After being walked by pigs and donkeys in the middle of the night, he had to come back and get into the coffin and cover it, pretending to be nothing.
But think again about two people who were killed by blood sucking from a cow bank. This pity is in his heart for less than half a second.
Besides, if we didn’t walk the cow, it was them who had an accident.
Wang Dan tentatively said, "What happened last night?"
Thank you. "Are you sure you want to know?"
Wang Dan thought for a while and shook his head decisively. "It’s good not to know."
Yesterday, they finished the first stage of Uncle Niu’s arrangement, built a lingpeng and dug a burial pit to inform the funeral.
Not long after, Uncle Niu once again took several villagers to find the door to decorate the second stage.
Uncle Niu "is ready to start crying at noon."
Wang Dan is "sad?"
Uncle Niu took all the people to the Lingpeng and made a position in the underground circle. "Move a table and put the cow’s coffin and sacrifice on it. Everyone wears mourning sticks and walks around the table for six times, crying and beating themselves with mourning sticks and saying something to the cow’s farewell."
He waved and several villagers threw filial piety and mourning sticks in front of everyone.
It’s not that Xie Ji has never seen a rural funeral, but he has never cried for anyone. What’s worse, he cried for a monster who always wanted his life. He couldn’t imagine the picture.
I can’t imagine that he is not the only one.
Jiang Yunchu said coldly, "Do you have to wear filial piety to cry for Niu Kuyin?"
NiuShu stand stand their hunched back "of course! This is the rule! "
At the beginning of Jiang Ji’s long sword, Ling drew a white light and split another stone lion in half at the door.
Niu Shugang drew back when he was not half an inch straight. "Don’t cry without mourning, but you must whip yourself with a mourning stick and say something auspicious to send Niu Lao away."