crossing yin and yang

Chapter 75

There was a moment of silence in the courtyard. Just as the uncle was about to say something, Wei Yang had already turned his head and said to the people around him: "Brother Qi, why don't you go upstairs first, this is all my housework, and I will go up to accompany you after I finish dealing with it." you."

His voice was very soft, but there was an undeniable firmness in his tone. Zhang Xiuqi's furrowed brows did not stretch out. He didn't know what happened here, but seeing the expression on Wei Yang's face, he still nodded and walked forward. Head upstairs.Seeing that figure stepping up the stairs, Wei Yang finally loosened most of his worries, and with a half-smile expression on his face, he said, "Uncle, what's going on? Could it be that the three-year ceremony is about to start?" Started? Didn’t grandma say that I would not be allowed to attend her funeral or go to the grave?”

The uncle's complexion was very ugly, and he argued, "No, it's not...it belongs to their Jiang family, hey...it's unlucky, it's not good for you to go."

The old man sitting in the chair snorted coldly: "Your Wei family members are such shrinking turtles. What's the use of resisting? Yangyang is also an adult, so I should explain it to him clearly. Yangyang, come here , come to uncle."

There seemed to be some other meaning in his words, Wei Yang ignored his uncle's obstruction and walked over directly.Compared with a few years ago, my uncle looks older, the old one is like a handful of dry wood, the skin is wrinkled and stuck to his face, like withered bark, but his eyes are still sharp, not at all like the old man's In the eyes, there was an uncomfortable light from under the raised eyelids.

Wei Yang was looking at the other party, and the other party was also looking at him. Looking at the grandnephew up and down, the old man cracked his mouth: "He is really a good boy. Yang Yang, do you want to go back with uncle and inherit the Jiang family's business?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole room was shocked.The uncle's voice was even weaker: "Uncle, don't talk nonsense, Xiaoyang is from our Wei family..."

"The Wei family? He has Jiang Han's blood on his body, so he is naturally the Jiang family."

In the Jiang family, the man who dances the great god is called Jiang Han, while the woman is called Jiang Nu, which is another name for the Goddess of God. This is not a respectable profession in the new society, but the old man still speaks with With an indescribable arrogance, just like the grandma back then.

Wei Yang frowned, and replied coldly: "If I remember correctly, you always have children and grandchildren, why did you come to me after inheriting the family business? And I'm afraid I'm not interested in the family business you mentioned. What year is it, is there a future for pretending to be a ghost?"

His words did not anger the old man, but instead made the corner of the man's cracked mouth wider, and the toothless gums were like some kind of hideous dark hole: "Do you think it is easy to serve the gods? Great immortals are very picky, There may not be a single inheritance for several generations. Our generation is my younger sister, that is, your grandma, and she found another man from the Yinyang family, so of course she can raise a good offering."

The word "worship" does not sound like a person, but rather a vessel, a tool.Wei Yang's face became even colder: "Uncle, you really have the wrong person. Don't say I don't want to do this at all. Even if I want to do it, I'm afraid I don't have the ability. My grandma Jiangnu never praised me. Can you still be more magical than her?"

"Ho ho..." A leaky laugh spilled from the corners of the old man's lips, and he smiled even more happily, his two slender eyes almost wrinkled together, "It's only right that she doesn't brag, in Jiang's house, there is no Any priest would love his successor... ho ho... who would love someone who died a miserable death with nothing to do?"

With a swipe, Wei Yang's face turned pale, and he suddenly remembered the eyes of his grandma when he looked at him. Those eyes always exuded fierceness and malice. In fact, what uncle said was not straightforward enough. , his sorcerer-in-law began to hate him.

The uncle at the side hurried forward two steps, stopped in front of Wei Yang, and begged for mercy: "Uncle, please don't talk nonsense, Xiaoyang is really not this kind of material, and he didn't want to go through this road." Lu, you should stop thinking about it. Besides, it’s been so many years, it’s really not the right way to ask the gods to make offerings to the gods..."

The uncle's words were rambling, over and over without any point, the old man didn't even look at him, his cold eyes were still staring at Wei Yang, steadfastly saying, "Yangyang, I'm getting old, and this family can't support me anymore. How long have you lived, but the Jiang family has worshiped gods for hundreds of years, and they can't stop staying here with me. You should think about it carefully, and you can get countless benefits when you become an enshrinement. How can that old liar Wei Changfeng give you, ho ho , it’s not enough for him to cheat my Jiang girl away, but also ruin the next generation of Jiang Han?”

There was resentment in the old man's voice, hissing like a poisonous snake.Wei Yang slowly controlled the expression on his face, and smiled at the other party: "I think, you should hire someone else."

There was a sense of determination in his words, the old man stopped talking, and looked at him up and down for a long time before reaching out to the two people wearing white linen beside him, and the helpers helped him up together.It wasn't until this moment that Wei Yang realized that his uncle couldn't stand up on his own at all, and his two legs, as thin as hemp poles, trembled and couldn't support his body anymore.But when he saw the bone washing team before, the old man was clearly still walking in front of the team, why did he look like this after not seeing him for two days?

Noticing Wei Yang's gaze, the expression on the old man's face seemed to be a little softer, and he explained in a hissed voice: "This leg is useless, but I can still hold on for a while, and I have to bury your grandma's bones for you." It's done. Yangyang, whether you want to inherit the Jiang family's business or not, you should still see your grandma. She's gone, and there are no grievances that can't be left behind. The bone washing will take three more days, just in Over there at the village tomb, if you want to come, you can come anytime.”

As he said that, his eyes moved to Uncle Wei again, and he smiled ho ho: "Xiaotao, the funeral shed on your side should also be tidied up, three years is a big day no matter what, you can't let your old lady go Are you unsteady?"

In ancient times, filial piety was performed for three years, so there is also a saying that the burial is completed in three years. There are similar sayings in the village here, but the three years have been turned into a big day. When this day comes, it is also necessary to go to the grave like a funeral. The memorial service, burning paper and filling the soil, not to mention the process of washing bones and burial at home, is even more important.

Facing the elder's instructions, the uncle babbled and babbled, and didn't know what to say, but Wei Yang smiled: "Uncle, I don't need to bother you, my uncle knows it all in his heart."

When he spoke frankly, he didn't say he couldn't attend the bone-washing burial, nor said he couldn't hold the three-year ceremony, so he just passed the words back in a polite manner.The old man took a deep look at him, said nothing, leaned on a man's shoulder, turned and left the small courtyard.

Seeing the disappearing back of the other party, the uncle suddenly said: "Yangyang, there are too many things at home recently, why don't you go back with your friends earlier, lest your uncle..."

Wei Yang slightly moved his gaze back, looked directly at this middle-aged man who was too honest to be honest, and after a long time said softly: "Uncle, I am no longer the kid I was more than ten years ago, what's the matter, can it be Can't you tell me directly?"

Why hide it from me and put me in such a heartbreaking mystery?

His voice was very soft, but the uncle trembled as if he had been electrocuted, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Oh, what's the matter...Xiaoyang, you think too much, it's your uncle who is confused and not very talkative... …Haha, since you’re back, let’s go rest first, I’ll cook for you two…”

As if avoiding something, the uncle turned around and dodged into the kitchen. Wei Yang stared at the disappearing figure, unable to move for a long time.It's just that in such a morning, he solved more mysteries than in this life. It turned out that his parents died of evil spirits. It turned out that the uncle wanted him to leave because he didn't want him to get in touch with the Jiang family. I have always hated him, just because of the identity of a great immortal...

wrong!Wei Yang was suddenly shocked and froze on the spot.No, his grandma hated him, but that kind of hatred would definitely not be jealousy towards his successor. It was real hatred, with unwillingness and resentment. She also said that if she hurts her family and immortal, if he is really suitable Become an enshrinement, why did grandma never mention it?And why in the more than ten years at home, he has never seen his grandma successfully invite God to get rid of evil spirits, but he has failed countless times in embarrassment.

It is this full "jumping god" attitude that makes him firmly believe that there are no ghosts and gods in this world, let alone those strange creatures beyond imagination.But now he is no longer a little magic stick who doesn't understand anything. He also knows evil things like Huang Zhou, three corpses, and corpse puppets, and he is inseparable from a little celestial master in Longhu Mountain. Jiaxian, does it really exist?And where does grandma's hatred for him come from?

His whole body was icy cold, Wei Yang thought of the nightmare that day, the woman with a hideous face, and the thin and withered figure with her back to him.

What if these are real?

Thinking about it further, before I was three years old, I was with my parents. When I was three years old, I had a "car accident" and lost my memory.So when did this dream scene happen?The so-called amnesia, is it lost before the age of three, or after a long time...

Clues were mixed together to form a suffocating mystery. He thought he had discovered a lot of truths, but behind each truth was hidden a more desperate secret.What did the grandfather who raised him up single-handedly hide from him, even from his uncle?

Taking a deep breath, Wei Yang stopped being in a daze, turned his head and walked upstairs.As soon as the door was pushed open, the tortoise master rushed out, ahhh bit his trouser leg.With a smile on his lips, Wei Yang bent down and touched the shell of the turtle: "Master, you're refreshed again, why don't you go downstairs for a walk?"

The tortoise stared at him for a long time with those mung bean eyes, and found that the other party was still looking like he wanted to let it go, so he let go of his mouth resentfully, turned his head like a puff, and crawled to the other end of the corridor with twists and turns.

This time Wei Yang didn't follow, but turned his head to look into the house.Zhang Xiuqi had long been sitting in front of the desk, covered with yellow paper and cinnabar, with his wrists hanging slightly, he was meticulously drawing the Immobilizing Soul Talisman, and a faint white light flashed around him.Looking at the extremely quiet figure of that man, the churning things in Wei Yang's heart seemed to calm down, and he walked into the room quietly, sat down beside the bed, and took out the old black leather bag in the travel bag. book.

Looking at the half-cut piece of writing paper, Wei Yang laughed softly, even if the lump couldn't be untied, so what, the things hidden on his body were more than mentioned compared to Brother Qi's Heavenly Soul.Instead of worrying about these mysteries, it is better to dig into the past in Wangcun. Why did Brother Qi go crazy and out of control under that ginkgo tree?What is the cause and effect between him and Brother Qi?And that bone array, where did it come from, and what is its use...

In the room, there was only the rustling sound of the tip of the pen touching the yellow paper. The two figures were very close to each other and kept a thin distance from each other.