Chapter 19: Mr. Zhai
The things in the dream world suddenly appeared right in front of my eyes, this intertwining of reality and dream world made me at a loss for words in a split second as I was looking around. To use a literary phrase, this altar had appeared, so could the little boy in the green cotton-padded jacket still be far away? I looked around and realized that there were only villagers, no sign of the boy in the little green cotton jacket.
"San Liang what are you looking at?" Buster Zhao asked me.
"Nothing, just looking to see where Tiger went." I said, I recently had three dreams, I have had all kinds of dreams before, Cang Laoshi goddess sister Liu Yifei had dreamed of, but also once dreamed of teammates too pit to smash the computer, and more like many people dreamed of a crush on the neighboring table girl, but it was all a dream. Daydreaming is different from nightdreaming, but these three recent dreams are different, all three of them seem to be omens of something for me.
I dreamed that my grandfather made me scratch an itch and I was given the map that has so far pretty much changed the state of things today.
The dream of the Yellow Skin put me in a coma for a day and a half, a day and a half that up to now I'm a blank slate, what exactly I went through I don't know at the moment. But during this day and a half I dreamed of the little boy and the altar, and now I am meeting this altar, the altar that appeared in my dream.
What was this time, what was it foreshadowing?
During the time I was thinking, there was already a new movement on the construction site over there, only to see that the black-robed man didn't go to open that altar after digging it out. Instead, he continued to hold that Taiji Yin Yang mirror around the side, while turning around and counting with his fingers, after a while, he pointed to a place and said to Huang Lao, "Brother Huang, dig here."
Huang Lao nodded to a few workers, they took a shovel and started digging over there, not a moment later, that place was dug out something, it was a coffin with Taoist talismans plastered all over it.
The size of this coffin is very small, like a baby's cradle, but look at the shape, this is a coffin undoubtedly, after this coffin dug up the crowd started to stir. It is not that everyone recognized what this coffin is, but mainly because it can be dug out by pointing to a random place, how big a person must be?
After digging out this small coffin, this person still threw the coffin to the side, and found another location to dig, not long after, once again dug out a small coffin, he stopped, the Taiji yin and yang mirror in his hand at this time has been replaced with a peach wood sword, he said to Huang Lao: "Open the coffin."
Huang Lao nodded, in terms of opening coffins, he was definitely the oldest ancestor, this old man was the one who started out as an invert, wasn't he? Huang Lao took a small crowbar and walked over to open the coffin. At this time, my side of Fatty Liu laughed: "See, something is going to happen."
"What do you see?" Zhao Bajie asked.
"Just wait and watch the fun." Fatty Liu said.
Huang Lao opened the coffin, he also looked a bit nervous and immediately jumped to the side after opening that small coffin. After the coffin board tumbled a bit, a weasel suddenly jumped out from inside.
This weasel scanned the crowd, its face with a smile, does not seem to be nervous at all, there is even so a provocative meaning, just at this time, that wearing a black robe drank a sentence: "Demons also dare to be so arrogant!"
His hands of the mahogany sword, like flying like rushed to that just now also in the crowd laughing at the weasel, this sword is very fast, almost the same as the blink of an eye kung fu, I look at the ground has been nailed to the ground of a weasel. It struggled for a few moments spitting out a trace of blood from its mouth stopping the spasm.
The arrogance of the last moment the next moment of death, it seems to pay the price for its own flaunting, I itself thought that this underground coffin dug out of the weasel must be very powerful, did not expect to be subdued by a move, then laughed at Fatty Liu, "On this is going to be something?"
"Yes, to this time is to be something, yellow skin to kill to kill a nest, and this two coffins and an altar inside the main child, surely in the weasel group is also a powerful role, killed the boss, his little brother can spare them? I'd rather mess with the God in the sky than the Yellow Fairy. Who doesn't know that these yellow rats are the most difficult to deal with?" Fatty Liu laughed.
The crowd let out a warm applause after nailing the weasel to death, this hand was similar to the immortals on TV, killing demons with a sword! Not to mention the onlookers, even I now regard this black-robed man as a first-class master in my heart.
"Mr. Zhai, open the next coffin?" Huang Lao asked. This black-robed man should be surnamed Zhai, he revealed this hand so that Huang Lao's eyebrows are stretched, but at this time this black-robed man shook his head and said, "Once the next coffin is opened, the master of the altar will run away, and when I collect this yellow skinned spirit, the things in that coffin will not be able to become a climate."
The black-robed man once again took out the gossip mirror, slowly approaching that altar, he walked very slowly, everyone can see, that altar is the main master, the crowd is also all of a sudden quiet, until the black-robed man walked to the mouth of the altar before, took out the taiji yin and yang mirror aligned with the mouth of the altar, that taiji yin and yang mirror like a treasure seems to suppress this altar.
He was so stalemated, after a while, the black-robed man's face changed, put his hand into the altar, the next moment, his hand pulled out, only a handful of white cats in his hand, at this time the black-robed man is facing us, I saw his face instantly turned a little white.
He stood up and said to Elder Huang, "Brother Huang, something bad has happened!"
"What's going on?!" Elder Huang was also instantly anxious.
"These two coffins are covered with talismans, they are the suppressed Yellow Skinned Spirits, and this altar, the altar is also the magic weapon of a great Taoist real person, this weasel in the back of the mountain of yours has become a spirit, it must have been a scourge for one side before, and was suppressed by the high people here by the three leaders here, and this one in the altar is the highest in the Taoist line, look at the fur that has turned white, it's the Yellow Skin that is all about to transcendental saint, but this altar of yellow lips was let go!" The black-robed man said.
"Let go by someone?" Huang Lao asked in a very puzzled manner.
"And just last night it was there, but today it's not, someone dug up this altar here last night?" The black-robed man asked.
"It didn't happen, you know what happened last night, I stayed here all night, no one came at all, Mr. Zhai are you miscalculating?" Huang Lao asked.
"I'm sorry brother Huang, I can't control this matter, I thought that the yellow skinned spirit that had been suppressed for many years would either die or its essence would fail, this time it even escaped, if I wait for it to recover, I'm not even a match for it myself, so brother Huang, I'm sorry that this is something that I can't do anything about, you please ask for another solution, and also, I hope that you will pay attention to yourself as well." That black-robed man arched his hand at Huang Lao, not caring at all about Huang Lao's obstruction, pushed aside the crowd and brought his two assistants into the car, the car sailed away, swirling up a cloud of dust.
"Get, the old demon skin son ran away, this is more lively." Fatty Liu said with a sense of chaos.
And at this time, that Lin Bachan gave me a meaningful glance, just a glance.
Elder Huang invited this black-robed man today, the meaning of the performance itself was obvious, the villagers were now stopping him from constructing the building, so he got a powerful character to come over, sort of chopping off the demons and removing the devils for everyone to see.
But now completely spoiled the ship, not only did not perform successfully, but also released a heavier bomb out, there is a yellow skinned spirit ran out, according to the saying of the high man, the yellow skinned spirit was suppressed for a long time itself is very exhausted, and now Kenjing want to be restored by the essence of the gas.
What is essence? The imagination of the villagers played a role, it must be cannibalism. One by ten, ten by a hundred, Huang Lao instead of reassuring everyone, but more nervous.
Yellow skin to eat people, this is everyone crazy words, all of a sudden the whole country panic.
In the past, people had a strong sense of the countryside, and there was not much place to go. Last time when the yellow skins were going to make trouble, some people ran away, and this time there were even more people running away.
Just after Mr. Zhai left, Huang closed the site, a few of us back to the village when a large number of people have already packed their bags to go out for shelter, lock the village of people have seen a lot of supernatural things, not afraid of being laughed at.
But at this time, there is a message back to the village, what is this message?
Someone at the entrance to the village to see an old lady on crutches, this old lady wearing a leather coat, with a crutch, a few villages in the vicinity of the majority of the village will be familiar, but this old lady who have not seen.
This old lady saw the lock of the village people said, your village people do not have to run, the yellow fairy will not hurt your village, others asked why, the old lady said: "What else can it be? The yellow-skinned spirit was saved by Guo Gengchen's grandson!"